Stars and the sun.

ARGH! I hate not getting my sleep in. Last night I went to sleep at around 11:40, but I woke up after I heard this beeping sound. It scared the hell out of me. I thought it was an alien or something, I honestly did because I was half-asleep. So I looked at the clock and the time was 1:34. What the fuck! I got like two hours of sleep. Fuck....and then I got freaked out again at 3 because I heard the damn beeping sound again, but then I realized that it was probably my phone, so I made sure that it was in the correct place on its damn cradle thing. Piece of crap. Then I woke up at 5 for some reason...I do that a lot...but I fell right back asleep until 6 when my dad came in my room and asked if I was going to my first class. I answered "Yes" and went to take a shower. Friggin fuck. What's bugging me? I wish I knew. All I know is that I'm constantly worrying that I'm a failure, and I am, I know. In all aspects. My fuckin sister keeps reminding me and I fuckin hate myself already, okay. I wish everyone would just stop asking me questions because they all sound like accusations and I fuckin hate myself. I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself. I hate myself. OKAY? Just fuckin' leave me alone. Stop trying to make me do stuff...because don't you think I would try to do them myself. If I could, I definitely would. So stop, because there's a fight going on in my insides. And I'm trying not to let it show.