i wish the concept of people genuinely just liking me wasnt so foreign to me
ill never believe that u genuinely enjoy spending time with me even if we had a great time and that would be exhausting to know so ill never tell any of them that i feel like this
so much going on in my head this week i really do hate this
i crumble at the slightest bit of attention im given and question every little thing about it just as fast
its not that much of an unusual thing for my friend to sometimes take longer to reply, he had been gone for 2 weeks once but i cant help but worry because what if something happened
i fucking hate it here i dont want to fucking hear anything rigut now i want silence but because this dumb bastard next room decides he needs to be a whiny little shit i need to listen to loud music or else im gonna fucking kill myself but i dont fucking want to listen to music