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…
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