My life sucks. The bonfire was terrible, I'm never going to one again. Her party was ruined because of me. Her parents were pissed at me. I'm not good for anything, I just cause problems and make things difficult. And you know what? She's my one of my best friends ever, and she could care less about me. So many other people are better for her than me. Maybe I'm being selfish, I think I am. I want her all to myself and I can't have her. I never could. I think she should hang out with other people, not me. I guess I'm just old news. I'm there for when she's bored and no one else is around. I've told myself this a thousand times over and over again, but I jump at the chance to talk to her, to hang out with her. I want to be like her, liked by everyone, with a style all her own. She's too cool for me to even think about hanging out with, yet I do anyway. Why would she want to be with me, an annoying loser when she could be with other people much better than I am? She has a batalion of suport behind her, and I have no one. I had her, but not anymore. She's gone, gone with bigger and better people. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted...
Sprinklerainstorm · Sun Jun 22, 2008 @ 06:48pm · 0 Comments |