Why bother trying? Why make the effort to carry on?

I'm honestly sick of life, I've tried (time and time again) to make friends, go out, have fun, and live a normal and happy life. Unfortunately, that's just not the way things have worked out. I have no personality, no looks, and it seems as though nobody wants anything to do with me... hell if I was somebody else I sure as hell wouldn't want to. I've thought about just ending it all, you know, wipe my meaningless existence from the course of history, but I can't even muster the courage to do so. And the problem is, there isn't a goddamn thing I can do about it; it's just the way I am. So you tell me what you would do if you were in my shoes, because I've honestly had enough. I've had enough of doing my best to be nice, funny, and friendly, and still failing at everything. To sum it all up, I pretty much fail at life. And for those of you who think this is a joke, it really isn't, I say everything with total and utter truth. I just don't see the point in living a life like this anymore, sad and alone... do you?