Yesterday night my friend and I were talking and he said the girl I was trying to go out with had a boyfriend. At that point it triggered something. I don't know what but something happened. It's not about the girl I just don't see the point in anything anymore. I dont care she has a boyfriend anymore but **** im still depressed. There's no point in living anymore. You live, you die. That's ****ing it. Yesterday I even ****ing cried. But I'm not one to cry. I'm not one of those pussies that cries over anything. I cry maybe once a year at most. I even have dry eyes because i dont cry enough. **** I don't give a shit about anything anymore.