because I’m bored
It’s friday night. I’ve spent the last several hours listening to I hate myself and moping around. I think I was supposed to meet up with a friend, but that sorta fell apart. I have nothing going on this weekend. That’s just how it goes, no plans for the weekend, no plans for graduation, no plans for life…… I’m happiest when I’m with the people I love, but even then I’m still sad. I love someone. She’ll probably never love me though, who would after all. I have nothing to offer, I’m not strong, I’m not smart, I just feel like I just get in people’s way. So many people hate me…….. Because I made mistakes? Yeah, who hasn’t? Nonetheless people will hate, just to secure themselves in their little perfect world. I know people who I’ve never even talked to in my life hate me, so hooray. What I once thought was happiness is now nothing but vanity, emptiness, loneliness…….