through all the highs and lows

I'm done. peace out. I'd like to say I don't give up this easily, but I can't take it anymore. I don't know whether to curl up in a ball and sleep the rest of my life away or go strangle someone. Both seem like feasible options right now. Actually, I'm fairly certain I could do both right now. I hate high expectations and hopes. They mess with everything wortwhile. Seriously don't want to put up with this anymore.