I do not know why I keep doing this to myself. I always think it’s going to be different, but they always end up the same way. These so called ‘relationships’. I’m happy in the beginning, thinking I’ll actually get a chance to see them and blah blah blah. Then they seem to stop wanting to talk to me, and it takes forever for them to reply, or they’re busy, and all this crap. It’s fucking bullshit. I’m bullshit- for crying over these pitiful things. I don’t know why I waste my time. But for some reason I still have hope. God knows why. I hate this. I hate it so much.
I just fucking wish I could find just a guy friend that I could talk to, because I just think it’s easier to talk to a guy about things, for some twisted reason. All the guy friends I’ve had I’ve… grown apart from, which really depresses me. Damnit.
I want someone to hold hands and cuddle with. -pout-
♥Norie
×Hates×
Violence. Drugs. Alcohol. Insecurity. Summer. Annoying people.