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why is it that i always seem to think everyone is so wonderful.
nobodys really ever that wonderful to me in real life...but somehow i always think they are...
i dont understand why my friends dont go out of their way to be real friends...
its probobly because i think that if i would do it that they would too. but clearly they dont.
whatever. im almost at the point of giving up on humanity and living in the mountains.
i would be so happy.
i would do it too, except there are those few people that if they werent in my life i would die.
even though a couple of them probobly dont even realise i exsist unless im standing im front of their face.
i wonder how many of my friends actually think about me when im not there...
nobodys really ever that wonderful to me in real life...but somehow i always think they are...
i dont understand why my friends dont go out of their way to be real friends...
its probobly because i think that if i would do it that they would too. but clearly they dont.
whatever. im almost at the point of giving up on humanity and living in the mountains.
i would be so happy.
i would do it too, except there are those few people that if they werent in my life i would die.
even though a couple of them probobly dont even realise i exsist unless im standing im front of their face.
i wonder how many of my friends actually think about me when im not there...