Everything is fall apart.

Everything is turning shit... fuck it allday. Everything I touch breaks, wreaks, ruins... what's wrong with me... I am terrible? Is it my fault that everything goes to shit? Am i trying to help but am only making one of the worst possible actions happen? I need help... But what can I do? Nothing. Just wrap up in a blanket and wait. To see if she hates me forever or even talk to me. My death is another one. Maybe it'll go away my feelings of hopelessness and depression. Or... I'm not sure really... What else is there really... Not much. Sorry that this is long. I always have these long ass journals. Again sorry.