What if my friends aren't really my friendsI was born and raised in Washington next to these friends i have known my whole life and still talk to most of them to this day! I live in Carlsbad CA now and sadly i left all those friends back in Washington and now i am in here with some new friends I guess. You see I was in one of those lets call him every time I do anything friends relationships if you know what I mean. Well now in my life I am well in a relationship with my friends where I feel "used" i guess. I mean I feel like at school as only when I hang out with anyone ignore the small amount of time I had when I worked with some of them. As a stranger to the school, state, and living area I obviously went along with it. Just in the end I dont think one of them knows my first name and im NOT even joking at my job they all call my by my last name...
Maybe i am just being insecure or something I don't know. The main advice needing i guess is this. My two choices are NYC with the possibility's of going to school with these new friends, or back home where i have good friends waiting for me.
Neglect
Devious Comments
When you realize that you are alone, you are left beaten, you are worthless or pitied by other parties, come to me so I can show you that the realization is a lie.
You're always loved, by one someone or another. MN tells me so.
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How many obsessions?
and i know ur name and you know that
and everyone goes through rough times.
and you dont need to stick with just a few people as friends, go out there and make new friends. go do something about ur socialness.
a word from the shorty.
Ps i still love you, goober.
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If you laugh, I laugh. If you cry, I cry. If you jump out a window......I will laugh.
♥~The Shorty~♥
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