i'm such a pessimist.
I'm sorry. For being an awful human being. For being a terrible friend. For being too much of one thing, and too little of another. I'm fucking sad. Things just haven't worked out the way I planned them. What happened to this summer? What happened to friends? What happened to me? I'm a disgusting mess. Maybe I'm not so bad. I just feel horrible.
What am I doing wrong? Why do I sit around almost every night with nothing to do and no one to see? Why was my senior year such a tragically disapointing experience? Why was I so alone?
I realize no one is attracted to unhappiness. No one wants to be around someone like this. I'm not always like this. I'm at least slightly happy most of the time. Or at least really good at pretending.
ew. so lame, i know.
Happy last few hours of July. (scary, eh?)
What am I doing wrong? Why do I sit around almost every night with nothing to do and no one to see? Why was my senior year such a tragically disapointing experience? Why was I so alone?
I realize no one is attracted to unhappiness. No one wants to be around someone like this. I'm not always like this. I'm at least slightly happy most of the time. Or at least really good at pretending.
ew. so lame, i know.
Happy last few hours of July. (scary, eh?)