It was this premiere party at my theater group and I was sitting with a cute little girl I was watching over. And ANETTE was bowing over me to grab a pizza, and when she bowed over me, her boobs felt up me. And when the party nearly was over, I TALKED TO HER. The only thing the communication consisted off was: ME: can I help you with anything? (She was carrying chairs) ANETTE: yeah, you can take these over there
Even though the communication lasted a few seconds, it felt like forever in my heart. The first communication I ever had with her, made me so happy. I always smile to her when I see her, she never notice me though.
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But maybe she likes me too? I hope so, because every night I fall asleep listening to depressed songs and crying. You really would make happier, make my heart brighten. I'm in a dark place, I feel like nobody likes me, no one would care that I died after a year. I'm better off dead. I always mess things up, and I'm a bad person. I was born to die, but your my hope
