It’s so hard for me to let go of people… things. I still waste my time on Paul, trying to talk to him, but there’s nothing to talk to him about. He’s just a big fat jerk who… is just a jerk. He doesn’t seem to care about me at all. So I act immature and call him names, because I don’t know what else to do… it’s not like it affects him at all. He doesn’t care. Whatever… I just need to let go, badly.
It seems like all I want to do now is just sleep. I come home from school and take a nap for a couple of hours. I really have to find something to occupy my time. Life is starting to be really pointless for me.
I always complain about not having anyone to talk too… but there are people to talk too. I just don’t want to talk to them I guess. I’m starting to get easily bored with everything. What’s happening to me?
♥Norie
×Hates×
Violence. Drugs. Alcohol. Insecurity. Summer. Annoying people.