Deja vu

I think the more I hope for better mood, the more it it becomes worse. It was proved tonight: I've been deprived of happiness once again, and it's not new to me at all. Such sadness cannot be avoided, especially when "friends" just left you sad like fuck. Basically, they only come when they need you, don't they? And this apparent sign will never alter the fact. In conclusion, friends just come and go, and they wouldn't mind sympathizing you.

I am not sorry for the harsh language; rather, I'm sorry for people who may be offended of my point. I'm not going to remove this post from its factual glory, unless I get a complaint addressed to me directly, in which case I wouldn't mind editing some part of it.