Sometimes I just can't help but wonder if my friends are really friends. Nobody even bothers to look for me.


Maybe I should stop reading. I notice how I'd always read too much when I'm sad or feeling too much (or not feeling at all).


And then there were days like this...I am truly a roller coaster.


That feeling of loneliness even when you're surrounded by tons of people, even when you're laughing your head off with friends, and even when you're with the people you consider as your bestfriends. It sucks the most. I want to be a different version of me. Sometimes I just want to disappear completely. No one cares anyway. My life is ok but the thing is, I dunno. I hate my life. I hate me. Why can't there be an easy and painless way out? I wish I was a bubble. I'm getting tired of pretending to be happy and ok. I'm fucking pretentious. Sometimes you just get tired of everything. The fuck is wrong with me?
Do you ever feel like someone else is living the life you've always wanted?

Why do i always get emotional at night? fuck.