fucking balls and bullshit
I feel very alone. Feeling alone is normal for me, but I feel very alone, and I want to be. I’ve reached a point where I just want to stop. Everything.
I’m stopping playing piano again, I’m not revising at all for school, I’m not writing essays- all I’m doing is playing Smite with Her and otherwise just doing nothing. It’s mother’s day today, and I haven’t done shit- I haven’t even gotten a card, nevermind a bouquet. I’m forgetting all of my pieces, and I feel like I’m doing badly at school. I feel like no one likes me, which means that therefore I have no friends. My only parameters for friendship, really, are that you like me- since I can’t know anyone else to like me, i presume no one does- ergo, I have no friends. Ergo, I am annoying, ergo, I am alone, ergo, I am worthless.
I feel like I’m sharing too much to this blog- I need to stop, probably, or delete it, or something. If someone found it, I don’t know what I would do.
I’m not happy. I’m not happy at all. I haven’t been happy for quite a while, but I’m particularly unhappy right now.













