I keep telling myself I’ll go to bed in the next few minutes, and it’s been 40 minutes since I first said it. I really should be going to bed, but I’m compelled to stay up longer. Why? I have no idea; I don’t have anyone to talk too. I never have anyone to talk to on the Internet anymore. Having instant messengers is totally pointless to me now. It makes you feel pretty empty, when you realize you have no one to talk to anymore online, and that it’s been that way for awhile. And if you have no one to talk to online… well then what does that say for talking to people off?
When will I actually find a friend?
Now I feel like crying… for no reason at all.
Sigh.
Sometimes, I hate being a teenager.
♥Norie
×Hates×
Violence. Drugs. Alcohol. Insecurity. Summer. Annoying people.