Tired

I'm so tired of my life. And I wish I had something new to say. But I don't. I'm getting old, no one loves me, I keep getting hurt by people I trust, and I'm broke. I have no skills. I have nothing going for me. Yet again, I have been ignored by a boy who has started going out with some other chick because I'm not good enough for him. And I don't know why. And he refuses to tell me because he says it won't make anything better. Maybe not for him, but I think it would help me. It won't make me feel better, but it will definitely help me to move on and get over it and stop hoping for something that is never going to happen. So go ahead, kick me while I'm down, because I really want to know why no one wants to be with me. You never told me either, by the way. No one ever does. And sometimes it doesn't matter, but sometimes it does. Like if he really wants to be friends with me, it's not going to happen if I'm always fawning over him and hoping something will happen that isn't going to. And he's never had a problem being with me in the past, so it's easy for me to get confused. I fucking hate this. I wish I were dead.