I have absolutely no one.
You never realize how
lonely you are until it's the end of the day and you got a
bunch of stuff to talk about and no one to talk
to.
No one would actually care if i
was dead el oh el
It's funny really.
How much I try to fit in.
All I want is people to like me for who I am.
I just don't get it.
I don't know why I have the desire to be liked.
I don't like being alone.
But that's all I am.
Alone.
Why
don't
I have
any
friends?
i have no friends.. no one likes me... everyone hates me...
everyone wishes i was dead... so if i died today no one would
care... not even my ex girlfriend... she doesnt give a sh*t
anymore. shes done with me. she hates me. she dislikes me. she
probably wishes i never walked into her life but guess what? i dont
give a sh*t anymore. even though i still cry every night because i
miss her.... because i miss the way she made me feel..... miss
the way she would look at me.... i dont know what the fu*k im
saying anymore.... my life is just terrible.. no friends, no one
wants to hang out, no one wants to talk to me, i try to be a good
friend but all i do is fail and i miss my ex girlfriend
but she doesnt want my sorry a** anymore....she could never make
up her da*n mind and she could never think straight... one
minute she loves me and then the next its like "oh i have alot
to think about.. it cant work" but then its like "im
sorry for everything i miss" like really? what the fu*k? stop
messing with my feelings and stop hurting me..but whatever.... no
one will ever love me or care about me.. no one does so mabye if i
died right now everyone will be happy...
Today someone
asked me
why I don't have many
friends,
and at first
I had no clue
how to answer
it. The
truth is when
you are
alone you only
have to worry
about one person;
yourself.
You don't have to
worry if
the person you think
you can
trust is the
same person
who talks crap
about you
when you aren't around.
You never
have to
be the "third
wheel". And
most of all
you don't
have to worry
that the person
you have gotten
so close
to will walk
out of your
life, leaving
you to pick
up the shattered
pieces.
