Me

Happy Christmas Bitches

And now it's Christmas but it doesn't matter. It doesn't feel like Christmas and I just feel like a burden. I stay up late and sleep in late and stay on my phone to entertain myself or play darts alone in the garage and I don't feel right asking for food and don't like accepting it even when offered so I just skip a few meals. I know people say they care and all but words are just that, words, and I could probably count on one hand the amount of people that care for me and know the real me...probably because there's basically no one I know but one person so that may be a factor...but still, no matter how much people say they care or say they love me I always think in the back of my mind that they're all lying and feel obligated to say that and...I don't know anymore