. teers .
faine fucked me over again tonight by taking my car for the better part of the day returning money, smoke AND gasless half an hour after eleven. i just got home. thank god i was upset enough to ball my eyes out.. otherwise my father would've fucked with me when i got home. fuckin' faine.. he's still a friend no matter how he used me and i do believe he meant well but he did NOT realise the consequences. i'm actually finding it quite hard to stop crying. i feel as though i have no friends so often. being at faines, no one really talks to me.. i'm out of place utterly. i haven't had a conversation with anyone who remotely reminds me of a friend in far too long. i'm falling apart, in a way. blue still doesn't understand what's going on here and sean's so far away. ::cries uncontrolably::
i wish i had a friend. someone who, when they touch me, i'm made to feel noticed.