After all my grandiose speeches of how I love being alone and how peaceful that is, I finally realized that it’s due to this acute loneliness I feel inside, and being afraid to open up.
Somehow I’m still to proud to ask for company and hence I’m still heading to the movies alone tonight. All because of this pride, I should be shot and deserve to die alone.
And yes, I do shit to myself for attention. But yesterday I realized that the people who really do care will not indulge in my insanity… simply because they CARE. Those who indulged me in the past just wanted me off their backs. So dear A and E, thanks for screaming me awake yesterday… and A2, you won’t see this, but thanks for your death stare that stared me awake! I love you guys and am thankful that you guys are around to wake me up from this pathetic reverie.
carman's at e annoyin stage nw so mom's comin bk 2 tk care of her while i go bk 2 work..call me 2nt..gotta settle deets