please dont read this.
im sitting here with tears running down my face and i dont know why.
its a mixture of pms and self pity i think.
my dad said yes but who fucking cares. besides its not like i have plans or anything friday anymore. the pistons game was sold out. ill be getting my nose pierced in the morning and my family will have to enjoy, more like endure, my presence all night. im not even going to bother begging all of you to make plans with me that night. who would seriously want to.
i wish i could just call anybody and be like hey you wanna hang out. but i think yah right, like they have time for me. ive always been like that. fear of rejection.
i feel so inadequate compared to you. in fact, i feel like shit compared to you. every low feeling i have about myself comes from comparing myself to you. its not worth it anymore.
and i dont want anyones pity. please.
p.s. i really love my dad right now. just for understanding me. just for this one time.