waste of space.
I feel as if I'm being replaced. It's probably just my innards speaking but trully it's how I feel. I see my love less than others and have also probably spoken even more less words then they. This stress is weighing on my heart and I want to cease to exist. I have no friends. I can't even remember the last time someone (besides Brook, thank you love) called me and asked how I was or if I could join them to play downtown. I have no out. I have no specific strengths, only weaknesses. I know a little bit about some things and that's it. I have no trade. I have nothing to offer anyone. I feel worthless, useless, and I will always be like that. I'm so easy to replace, it's been done so many times before.