::insert sigh here::

Mar 21, 2009 19:15

How sad is it that I can't remember the last person who cared about what I say?
I feel like I listen to people and try to help them, but when I try to bring something up about my life that I need to talk about they just bring it back to themselves.
I'd just like someone to like me enough to really talk to me and listen to me.
And granted, I'm not the best friend ever. I could be nicer and more generous, but I'd like someone to be like that for me, too.
"Oh, what wonderful lives we lead," she says as she watches police officers bringing down drug dealers on TV.
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