You know...

It is when I am sitting here alone surrounded by the complete failure that is my life that I find myself confused as to why others cannot see it. It is obvious to me. It would be obvious to anyone who wishes to take a look. I have nothing left to offer, or someone would have asked for it by now. I have no desire to do anything because everything I do fails. Now that cold weather is coming, I am really wondering if I will make it through another winter here. Hell, anywhere. Because it always comes down to the same question as far as I am concerned.

Why bother?