wasted time

isolated.

antisocial.

that's what they call me.

but honestly, i'm not that antisocial, i just don't have a particular liking to other human beings.

no biggy.

you could say i like to isolate myself from other people?

people have been a main source of my screwed up life, being why my life is so screwed up.

like in kindergarten.

i met people. i got bullied. i kept trying. more bullying.

i always told those nasty little brats that i would never come back to school, but of course my parents made me go.

i would cry and cry. nothing helped. i was only a kid wanting some friends.

i wanted to belong.

but soon enough, i realized that i didn't belong.

so i became who i am today. hell, i wish i could change things...

but i can't.

but if i can't be a well liked person, miswell write about it and hide behind my computer screen where nobody can judge me.

welcome to the world of wasted time.