Rant rant rant rant rant.

So now i'm clingy. Me. Clingy. I swear, this shit does not get any funnier. I get bitched out for 'pushing people out' all day long. Then when i actually care about something, i'm clingy right? How does that make sense? It doesn't. That's the point. I am always the bad guy. In every situtation possible, i'm the bad guy. I start almost dating a really nice guy. I get called a whore. I'm single, and i want this guy, so i'm clingy. Someone pisses me off, and i bitch them out, i'm the bad guy, once again. It's always fucking me. It doesn't matter what anyone says to me before that, it's always my fault at the end. Always. I have to be perfect. All day, every day. And anything less than that, is not good enough for the rest of the world. I don't fucking it.