Oct 24, 2005 23:51
So basically, I'm not going to lie. In the last few weeks I've been everywhere. Things have fallen apart at home. Things are starting to fall apart here. It's a weird feeling. I know I'm going to be okay, but I hate waiting and thinking that maybe someone out there is thinking about me like I would think about them if they were in my position. That's the thing though -- I ALWAYS care about people more than they care about me. And it bites me in the ass when I spend my time making people feel better rather than doing my homework or dare I say thinking about myself.
Maybe that's why I have bad luck with friendships...do I value them too much?