Friday, March 15, 2013

nobody understands me. i just wish people could at least act like they do. or agree to disagree. i want my old friends back. i don't want a boyfriend. i never seem to be invited anywhere. sometimes i wonder if [redacted] even likes me. i hate this. i hate having to question my friends. all my closest friends live too far away, while i'm stuck here in shitsville taking crap from other people.
 - me, in my LiveJournal, July 2003.
 - me, also now.