I could write a book about what I've been through.
You're so messed up that your life story is so bad, it deserves its own book. The only people who'll read it are your mom, your therapist, and that one guy who thinks he's your friend.
I tried to write a book. It's 32 pages and it's about my failed attempts at happiness.
My life is so bad, my book is titled 'How to Suck at Life, Step by Step.'
My book is about my life. It's also about my dog who hates me.