i have a lot of stuff on my mind i can go off about, but here's one for now and i'll keep it short, simple, and to the point: it makes me legit sad that i rarely get out of my house. i complain about it and joke about it, but it really does affect me. where are my friends?
i hate not knowing why i'm crying. i hate it when i need a friend but no one's there. i hate it when i need a hug but no one gives me one. i hate crying out when no one pays attention. i hate feeling like no one cares. i hate feeling like this.
i just wish someone would fill this void in my life.