being bored, sad, alone, tired, and feeling like i'm useless, someone that needs to die, and that nobody will ever know me is not good, i can tell you that much. it will never be good, unless if i find my way deeper into my depression then all of those feelings will be the only friends or family i'll ever know. what am i talking about? family, yeah right. i don't have a family. and friends? who needs those? i don't. i've lived without friends. i don't need friends. i don't want friends. scratch that. i want a friend, but i don't know how to make friends. i don't know how to talk to people, but when someone talks to me i feel like i have always talked to people. but my social life was never a thing. i never speak anyway. well, unless if someone speaks to me, then i speak. i can't just start talking to someone. that has always been me. the quite, shy, and emotional one. yes i am very emotional. you say something sad i'll get sad. you say something very sad i might just end up in tears. that's me anyway. this book thing doesn't help anymore. it used to, now it just makes me feel worse. especially when i write updates like this. it just makes me feel worse. and that is effecting my ability to write the battle of the pures book. like i can't write it anymore due to my endless feeling like i'm useless. it sucks. it really does.
do you remember maybe about a week ago when i said that these people would be going to some kind of airshow thing? no? well i thought so. well if anyone wanted to go anywhere they should've left yesterday morning. but like i've said before, these people make plans and never acts on these plans. so it was expected, from me anyway. but this is good for me, it means i don't have to be in the car with two...um...how do i put this in the nicest way possible? two rather...umm...poffy...yeah sure let's go with that. i don't have to be in the same car for a long period of time with two poffy idiots, a brat, and two adults who don't do much. i bet none of them know what day it is. but if i tell them then i'll be yelled at by someone, so i won't say anything.
*sigh*
if i could change places with someone for a day i would, be much better then this hell hole. that's for sure. any place is better them here.
being me sucks.
good morning
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The Life of Me pt.1
Non-FictionThis is my life, and the pain that comes with it. My story, and the loneliness that rides on it. This is the other side of StolenGiant, and there isn't a way back from it. So if you want to hear on how sucky my life is, read it. I honestly don't car...
