Still not making friends, I'm still alone, but I'm ok with that. Don't get me wrong, I've tried making friends and talking to people, but it doesn't get me anywhere. In the end, people are selfish, they only care about themselves, and there's always a catch as to why they talk to you.

It's sad that this is how the world works. Is there no true friendship? True love? Is anything real? For how long can I be content with this?

Even if I find just one friend, someone who can be there for me and make just as much effort to be a true friend....I'll take that. Having a few good friends is better than having a lot of different friends.

One day...I'll have a friend. One day...