| Current mood: | angry |
| Current music: | Nightwish~Slaying the dreamer |
Sorry, I wasn't in the mood for updating... for a little hile everything seemed to get better again. But of course, that didn't last for long. Someone I once, not long ago, called a friend, told me that he/she (don't want to say too much) doesn't want to listen to my "self-pitying" anymore. that he/she would think that I had made up "at least half of the things that happend to you", that were his/her excact words. I made it up? Yeah, right, I like to talk about my past so much that I make stuff up to be more dramatic... sure. And of course I love the attention. Sure. Well, we er discussed a few things and in the end we decieded that we weren't friends anymore and that we should keep away from the other. And I'm not close to my (few) other friends anymore. Fucked up again. Well, it doesn't matter to me anymore. I don't care. I don't need anyone (well, I need my littlest brother. Love you so much...) Just wanted to get that of my chest, see ya!
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