I am no one.
Sure earlier I posted a more cheerful post about my two new additions. But now I'm not quite so cheerful. Honestly did not want to talk to anyone and a so called 'friend' decided to see what was bothering me, which really is nothing, because I am no one. I am no one to my 'friends'. My 'friends' who really haven't been around much for me for a while now. Which makes me question whether or not they are really my friends... I swear, I've spent more days alone than I have fingers and toes. No one really cares. I am no one. I don't matter to anyone. So why bother trying to see what is wrong when you really don't care? I'm sick of the lies. I'm sick of the so called reach outs of saying, 'we should hang out' and then obviously not mean it by ignoring me for so long afterwards. But I don't care anymore. I am no one. I don't matter. I may as well just disappear off the face of this planet. It wouldn't matter to anyone at least. My friends don't care at all. If that were to happen, I'm sure more parties would be thrown than any sort of crying. Everyone would be glad to be rid of me. All everyone seems to do lately is stand me up, or ignore me, so why should it matter? I am no one. I am some ugly fat girl who doesn't matter to anyone.
I need out.
I need out.