Authors Notebook

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I just realized.

I realized that I have been lonely for five years.

How?

Nobody really knows me.

Well, knew me.

Beacouse thanks to Wattpad, I have friends.

I am a bit more open about my selfdiagnosed depression, anorexia and suicidal thougths.

I have friends, real friends. For the first time in years.

~Without the internet we never would have met.~

For example, all my friends hate my taste in music. My best friend even said straight out that my music taste is horrible. I wanted to scream in her face "But this is what keeps me alive! I would trade you for my internet friends anyday!"

But I didn't. Of course.

But this is what I mean. I am just a wall that you can cry on, hit, I don't know. I'll stay anyways. Beacouse I have no one else and I am dying when I'm lonely.

I'll go now bye.