Have ya'll ever woken up and wished you were stuck in the dream, because you know reality is just that horrible?
Oi.
I just don't care anymore.
About anything, or anyone.
I'm just not seeing the point.
People do nothing but hurt you if you get close. They pretend they're your friend, then they hurt you, you forgive them, they hurt you again.
Pointless bullshit.
I just wanna get outta here. Now.
If I could drive, I wouldn't be sitting here typing an emo-ass journal that none of you are gonna read.
Is it me?
Am I that much of a bad friend that people feel the need to hurt me? Or am I getting the definition of 'Friend' wrong?
I hate