Shit Happens

Why can't I make things right. This whole week is clearly not for me. It's completely fucked up. It all bombs down unto me non-stop. Like when there's shit another shit is gonna happen later. I even caught myself in the brink of tears. But thought better of it. It's like God has made up for all the good things. Why can't he just give it to me day after day. Slowly. I even willed myself to ever not care again. This shit is getting really tiring.