If I left, would you notice? And if you did, would you care?
Through all the pep-talks, happy thoughts, and kind words I'm trying to give other people, I'm still just as confused. Unlike most of you, I really dont have many people there for me. I dont have a bunch of friends who will always be there for me. Yes, I admit, I do have some to say the least. But it's been constantly demonstrated that I'm just not important to anyone or anything. I'm just the last resort. The last option when all else has failed. I dont want to be that kind of person. I want to be able to just go out and have fun, without worrying about what people are thinking of me. At the time, I could care less about what they think of me. But later on, in my head, I'm judging myself. Wondering if everybody is judging me. I only wish that I could be the kind of person who people actually think about or care about. But in the end, it really is too much to ask for, and it's all my doing that got me to this state of mind.
PS: My new hair cut bites the big one, and I'm pissed.
PS: My new hair cut bites the big one, and I'm pissed.