Pondering Thoughts
I sit here in my room, typing this entry, and thinking to myself "Why in the world was I put onto this earth?!" When I think about this question even more, I can only think of reasons why I shouldn't be here instead of reasons why I should be here. No one really likes me, I mean they say they are my friends, but I know and they know that they aren't really my friends, they just say they are. I am a spoiled brat who doesn't deserve anything. No one really loves me to be honest, not to sound emo, but just stating the truth obviously. Answer me something though, If I were to die today, right now and here, would you cry? You would come to my funeral? Would you even morn my death?!