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I hardly ever use this journal, and when I do it usually about complaining. So my new complaints are basically the same as old complaints why am I still bitching? I need to vent and since I have no friends and my husband doesn't like to hear it, at least I can take up livejournal space. The reason I have no friends is because I am afraid people will not like the real me. I don't trust people and I have no personality. I am boring.
I have always been boring, and I keep waiting for something to shock me into being a "normal" person before I die. I keep thinking that I am invisible and that no one cares who I am. Who were these people that I once knew? They just evaporated, the "I love yous" are gone, the "you look beautiful" are gone.
I guess the people that once were my friends were just time fillers. I mean I would like to see people from my past, but they have moved on. I have regrets but most of them are gone, I am so sorry for the ones I have hurt and the ones I let slip away.
I have always been boring, and I keep waiting for something to shock me into being a "normal" person before I die. I keep thinking that I am invisible and that no one cares who I am. Who were these people that I once knew? They just evaporated, the "I love yous" are gone, the "you look beautiful" are gone.
I guess the people that once were my friends were just time fillers. I mean I would like to see people from my past, but they have moved on. I have regrets but most of them are gone, I am so sorry for the ones I have hurt and the ones I let slip away.