The girl who peaked in high school.
now, i dont care about myself any more than you do.and i could less if i exsist, just like you could care less.but i like to prove to you i still exsist with these stupid posts. and if i stop with these posts, maybe youd miss me. but thats really never the case. i am not the kind of person to be missed. i keep saying that im going away and im leaving. but those plans never work out. just so you know, ive said it once or twice just to get your attention. but that never really worked out either. everything i do is nothing new, except to me. i dont know why i want you to miss me. iguess that way i know exsist. but even if you hated me for no real reason, id know i exsist. or you are more likly to appreciate something once you know its no longer there.haha i dont feel like i exsist to you. oh dear god i dont feel alive.lack of communication. ive waited for you to come to me.i have been fucking sitting here waiting.for you to come to me with anything.anything.a hello.does any of this make the least of sense? probably not. these emotions are fucked. i miss everyone.
this is for no one in particular. its for everyone who cares to read, glance or scan over this.and i know exactly who will comment.and who wont. and i know who thinks they should say something but they wont. i know who will read this and who wont.yeah. no, i know i know i know.
i know.