2 months until my birthday.

[sewxmyxwounds]

i feel like compleat shit.
this point in my life has to be one of the lowest points ever.
correction. it IS the lowest point in my life.
i feel like no one wants me or wants to know me.
i have no friends
i have no one to talk to
no one to tell how i really feel.
i wish i did.
i did before i met him. and then i secluded myself from my friends and my family. am i blaming it all on him? no. but the timing adds up. last year at this time. i was hanging out with my best of friends. and now i feel like i don't even know them. i wish i never met him, in a way. i feel like it made me a worse person being with him. i've become nasty. i've become evil. and i was never that way at all. ask anyone.

i don't go and run off to other boys like he does with his girls. he told me he didn't love me. it hurt. a lot. that's all his goal is really. to HURT me. he says thoes words far too often. "i did it to HURT you shana"
congratulations. it worked.

i wish i was a cat.
i could eat sleep and shit all day.
oh wait, i already do that. but, with a little more drama added.