I wish I had a best friend. I only have two or three friends and they always tell me to shut up when I say I wish I had friends, but I do wish I had friends. I’m tired of doing nothing except sitting at home every weekend because I am never anyone’s first priority. I’m always a back up plan. I wish I had people that wanted to see me, but no one ever does. Maybe I’m better off having no friends. The few friends I do have are annoyed by me any ways. Do I have no friends because I am too picky? (which is what my mom keeps telling me -_-) Or because I am just really fucking unlikeable? I don’t even know. I will just continue to sit in my bedroom/cave until everyone has forgotten about me and I spontaneously disintegrate in my sleep and no one will care. Just like I’ve always wanted.
SELF PITY BLOG, I H8 MYSELF
i wanna be friends with you, i like you. idk. liiiike. its gay but sometimes you remind me of myself. not everything you do or anything but like when i first hung out with brittany i didnt really talk much and blah blah blah. so idk if you felt umcomfortable not talking the other day or whatever, but it was fine i didnt care. i wanna chill with you more but i hope you dont care im pretty fucking weird haha
