Just a girl of the many, who is still trying to find herself and yearns to love/be loved. Really considering this book about my life thing. I feel that I have plenty to tell. I like sharing things about my life. Though no one is really concerned, cause we all have our own problems. Can’t fault that.
I hate the fact that I am always the person who likes others more, like if someone just leaves me, it really fucking destroys me, and I don’t really know what to do. I feel confused about everything for weeks, years even, and I don’t really know what I have done to make everyone leave me. I don’t understand how other people can just be totally okay. It’s like no matter what, I am always the one that hurts the most, and that really fucking sucks.