
Well, I always do. I feel like I bother people with my venting/ranting. They have to listen to me by force. I think people don’t care at all. They just listen to me because of pity. I am a burden to everyone around me. I do nothing to make people think I am not a waste of space. I am like a huge cement block that’s always in people’s way. I am useless.
I really wish I could automatically make friends. I hate having those awkward small talks in the beginning of a friendship. I could never continue. I usually handle the awkward talk by giggling right after what they said. I am so socially awkward. Why can’t friends just pop into my life because the universe knows we are compatible. It’d be so much easier.

One of the greatest feelings ever. Knowing that, you’re so tired, yet it was all worth it, because your day was just completely amazing. You’re content, and satisfied with how the day treated you. Nothing got in the way of your happiness that day, and everything just went as planned. Your mind is clear from all negativity, and you’re just, happy. You go to sleep knowing that, it wasn’t a wasted day, and you didn’t have to worry about a thing.
I just want to sleep and wait until everything is over.