Sometimes I just need someone to ask how I’m doing or if I’m alright. I’m tired of being everyone’s shoulder and being ignored when they don’t have any problems…I’ve been really sad but everyone’s been so self-absorbed and worried about their own issues that they haven’t noticed, yet the second they have a chance to get in touch with me I’m supposed to help support them. Sometimes being a good person is poisonous to me.
I hate being perpetually lonely. No matter who I’m with, I feel so alone all the time. Its truly a miserable way to live. Despite the proximity of other living thing, I feel isolated and empty…I just want someone to love me like I love.
I love it when people are affectionate with me. I like when they always invite me places, or text me, or call me, I wouldn’t even mind if they blew up my fb wall with hearts and what not. I would rather have that person than someone who makes me text them first all the time and replies back like 10 hours later.
My father is one of the most successful business men I’ve ever met in my life, my cousin just sold his company for ten’s of millions of dollars, my brother got accepted into a prestigious grad school for chemical engineering…and I’m a college dropout barely able to hold a job and make more than minimum wage. I’ll always be the failure of the family. I can’t even live up to my own shitty standards not even comparing myself to the rest of my family. I don’t even think it’s worth trying anymore.
Its hard to meet people. I just want some new friends, maybe a new relationship anything to end this loneliness. fml
I know the most amazing girl in the world and she knows exactly how to make me happy no matter how down I am…She lives hours away and has a guy…FML.
one time in high school i didnt read the assigned book and i was like fuck it imma write this essay anyway and i had no idea what the book was even about or who the characters were so i just spewed out some shit about archetypes and the teacher came up to me after class and told me i was the only student who truly understood the book
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