
Alone
I feel so alone. I always feel that everyone has something better to do with their time than talk to me. I’ve become a forgotten soul that has been tossed aside with all the dirty laundry. I feel that I have friends, and then whenever I need them, they’re never there. That really really hurts. I don’t like sounding selfish, but I really wish more people took the time to do things with me.
I have a boyfriend that lives 1200 miles away that I can’t even hold a conversation with. He always has more interesting things to read on the internet, or more important games to play with his friends. There’s no such thing as a “Tony and Liz” night. That really hurts, because I need some sort of attention from him. Chances are he won’t even take the time to read this…
Whenever I feel like I’ve maybe made a friend, they always end up being someone that has no time anyway. What’s the point in having a friend you never see or talk to? Exactly.
So go ahead and read this, feel sympathy for me, and then disregard it all ten minutes later. Afterall, there are more important things to worry about anyway.
