My Problems
The two things people tell me all the time that I’m annoying and that I’m selfish.
Which might explain why I don’t have friends or my boyfriend anymore.
What ever though…
I’ll find a way to get through this like I always do. Whether it be cutting off ties with everyone I know in California and just keeping to myself, that way only I can hurt myself and blame my problems solely on me.
I couldn’t even get out of bed today.
This is how empty I feel. How drained I’ve been. Sometimes I think of what would happen if I died. Knowing that not one person would come to your funeral kind of sucks doesn’t it?
My little secret is tumblr, is that I don’t have any friends or anyone in my life that cares for me. I never wanted to admit it but it’s true. Pathetic.
I’m selfish because I’m so desperately trying to be happy that I don’t care anymore if I hurt anyone else happiness.
