It’s sort of funny if I think about it. I crush over people I have no chance with and when I try to befriend them, I’m just another person to them. Not another friend, another person. It would be nice if people knew what they meant to me, too bad they wouldn’t care. I should just give up on certain people. I have my best friends, I have the people I see and “talk to”(as in “Hi” “Bye”), then there are those who are around me but I don’t know why. I should focus on my actual friends, not the people I want to be friends with. It’s hard to care though, nothing new in my life, nothing fun anymore. I want to start dating but no one likes me like that. I have a lot of friends and I really like them but I just want some intimacy. This is such a selfish state of mind but I don’t care. I’m tired of the teasing, I’m tired of the almost relationships, I’m tired of all the false hope. My life is getting repetitive and boring and I want something new… No, this is not a suicide note just some melancholy writing.

It’s sort of funny if I think about it. I crush over people I have no chance with and when I try to befriend them, I’m just another person to them. Not another friend, another person. It would be nice if people knew what they meant to me, too bad they wouldn’t care. I should just give up on certain people. I have my best friends, I have the people I see and “talk to”(as in “Hi” “Bye”), then there are those who are around me but I don’t know why. I should focus on my actual friends, not the people I want to be friends with. It’s hard to care though, nothing new in my life, nothing fun anymore. I want to start dating but no one likes me like that. I have a lot of friends and I really like them but I just want some intimacy. This is such a selfish state of mind but I don’t care. I’m tired of the teasing, I’m tired of the almost relationships, I’m tired of all the false hope. My life is getting repetitive and boring and I want something new… No, this is not a suicide note just some melancholy writing.

It’s sort of funny if I think about it. I crush over people I have no chance with and when I try to befriend them, I’m just another person to them. Not another friend, another person. It would be nice if people knew what they meant to me, too bad they wouldn’t care. I should just give up on certain people. I have my best friends, I have the people I see and “talk to”(as in “Hi” “Bye”), then there are those who are around me but I don’t know why. I should focus on my actual friends, not the people I want to be friends with. It’s hard to care though, nothing new in my life, nothing fun anymore. I want to start dating but no one likes me like that. I have a lot of friends and I really like them but I just want some intimacy. This is such a selfish state of mind but I don’t care. I’m tired of the teasing, I’m tired of the almost relationships, I’m tired of all the false hope. My life is getting repetitive and boring and I want something new… No, this is not a suicide note just some melancholy writing.

It’s sort of funny if I think about it. I crush over people I have no chance with and when I try to befriend them, I’m just another person to them. Not another friend, another person. It would be nice if people knew what they meant to me, too bad they wouldn’t care. I should just give up on certain people. I have my best friends, I have the people I see and “talk to”(as in “Hi” “Bye”), then there are those who are around me but I don’t know why. I should focus on my actual friends, not the people I want to be friends with. It’s hard to care though, nothing new in my life, nothing fun anymore. I want to start dating but no one likes me like that. I have a lot of friends and I really like them but I just want some intimacy. This is such a selfish state of mind but I don’t care. I’m tired of the teasing, I’m tired of the almost relationships, I’m tired of all the false hope. My life is getting repetitive and boring and I want something new…