so im gonna put this way: im never be able to describe what i really feel and im a close person so never really open up even to my parents. anyways, writing is one of my hobbies so i thought by writing this out u i could feel nearly to ok. my parents, especially my mom is the type of mom who wouldn't listen to my sad stories which ive been through daily. she thinks its stupid to be sad and she thinks we have to be grateful for what we have. i know mom, i know. but i am a complete human, and hv 0 robot genes inside me, so that makes me have the ability to LOVE, or CARE. but too bad, i care too much. i always find a way to be grateful bc thats how my mom raised me and being grateful is needed though, but you know..there'll be always a point in your life where u just wanna give up bc you couldn't handle it or you wish you could handle it but you're afraid to lose. i care so much about lil things bc im always that one least important person that ppl wouldnt even care until im pretty or dying. im afraid ppl would think im a fucking waste of time so i tried to fit in every group of friends. im telling you, NOBODY in this entire universe will be able to understand you except God. I couldn't sleep at night and these stupid fucking thoughts always coming into my mind and I can't control it. I just can't control myself.
I think i understand a tiny bit of ur heart from what u've shared. I bet u need a/some friends to be with.. Well then.. Wanna be friends and have a little chat with me?
