if anyone really likes you?
You're not pretty.
But you're egotistical.
You're not funny.
And you act like an a**.
You're ditzy, and you're annoying.
No wonder you have no friends, eh?
You're not smart.
Give up.

Darling, darling. What am I going to do with myself?
I can't even bring myself to like myself, can anyone bring themselves to like me too? Or is it all fake? Sympathy?

I don't need your ******** sympathy, if that is what it is.

Sigh. It's disapointing when you think you're day is great, and you think you're doing alright, and then you just crash and burn in the middle of the ******** night and ruin the work you've done to keep yourself at peace.

Disapointment.

Maybe the demons only come out at night? Maybe I should avoid the night, then. Even if that means missing a few chats here and there. It'd certainly do a favor to the others, and to myself, so I stop making myself look so foolish.

Hm.