I don't have a lot of friends, that has been established, and its my fault, I'm a big weirdo, also already established. Even the few friends that I have don't really connect with me except for two. That sometimes puts me in a deep depression and I question the logic behind my life choices.
Is being myself really worth it? I look at people interacting with their friends and I get jealous because I sometimes want to be a part of that. I want to belong. Hoerbet I'm different, it can't be explain I'm just plain different. People don't seem to get that and thus I'm excluded from social groups.
So yeah I want to sometimes change who I am in order to fit in but I don't want to because I'm trying to change who I am and that is stupid. If people don't like you for who you are then they don't deserve to know you at all.
I rather me myself than a heartless puppet. Yet isolation is hard and weakens my mental stability because I tell myself I don't matter to anyone.
Myself or others?
Sorry if this wasn't funny or if it was boring. Vote if you have this problem
Stay cool and true
Alipi out
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My Life Thoughts of Madness and Well Boredom
HumorSo I see almost every author has one of these "about me" books so I decided why not. Anyway this is a book born out of my dull, uninteresting life so you have been WARNED. This book will contain foul language and thoughts you don't agree on but hey...
