Well, I must say that that is not true.
Yesterday I cried.
I cried so much, that I couldn't cry anymore.
And I wanted to cry.
I wanted to cry so badly, and I couldn't, because I had nothing to cry about!
And I have a lot of things in my life that make me wanna cry, but from some reason, no matter how hard I was thinking about them yesterday, I just couldn't cry about them!
I mean, how fucked up am I??
there are so many things in my life that make me wanna cry...
for example, my friends.
sometimes I wonder why am I still their friend.
I love them so much, but sometimes I just want to kill them.
They always have to get down on me, and to make fun of me, and they just don't get that it hurts. It fucking hurts.
My friends are like some drug to me. I'm addicted to them.
Without them I have nothing.
They are the only friends I have.
But, when I'm with them, I just feel like they don't really want me.
Like they are my friends just because they can make fun of me.
Every time I'm with them, I just want to disappeare!
But I can't.
I have to stay strong.
Because if they won't be my friends, then no one else will. I will be left alone.
I don't want to be alone.
I want to have real friends.
But then again, I guess that that's just highschool.
No matter what I'd do, I'll always feel fucked up.
I just don't want to suffer anymore.
I want someone that would make me feel happy.
I need someone that would make me feel happy.
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