i've never been... popular? i mean, in the sense, that like, there's the popular girl and stuff in school. i've never been admired by anyone, at least not outwardly, and i've never been popular.
i'm a little pretty. like, conventionally at least a 5 or 6, which is pretty cool, but i don't know. when i was younger, i was this weird little girl with a weird haircut and braces who liked weird music.
i dunno.
i feel like im annoying. like, an annoying person, and i keep finding all these reason to keep justifying that feeling. my therapist said it's just the type of person i am, but that just makes it worse. like, seriously, linda, i'm just an annoying person? thanks
any hoo. i always have to find myself in a pretty dark place to write these, so that's probably why they're so split apart. no one reads these anyways, though, so it shouldn't matter as much as it does to me.
YOU ARE READING
empty parking lots, empty pill bottles.
Randoma thought diary from a girl like me. tw: sh, ed, sa, bipolar episodes, panic attacks, homophobia and transphobia, manipulation and phycological abuse mostly just mentions but y'know.
