I feel that none loves me. They either love the idea of what I could be, like me, lust me, or just act like they love me. I'm sure 99.99% of the people I know who claim they love me, in fact don't love me. Don't get me wrong they probably care about me it's just they don't truly love me. I'm not complaining really I'm just stating the obvious. Lately I've been dropping "friends" from my life and I'm not regretting it as much as I thought I would. It's easier than I thought. What's the point of this? What's the point of me telling all this stuff to you? Well the point is....I don't have a point. But when I'm older I'll look back at this and judge myself. I'll see how far I've come or I'll see that nothing changed. Maybe one day somebody will come into my life and actually love me for me. Not for what I could be or what ever else reason.
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My Life, thoughts, and Feels
De TodoHey everyone! I'm not so good at writing but I'll try. So anyway this is just a book about my life and how I feel about stuff. Sorry ahead of time if it sucks. Thanks for reading :-)
