You deserve someone who loves you with all their heart, someone who will think about you everytime, someone who will be wondering every minute of the day what you’re doing, where you’re at, who you are with, and how you are. You need someone who helps you make your dreams come true, and make your fears go away. You need someone that treats you with respect, who loves you like no one no matter your flaws. You should be with someone that knows how to make you happy, really happy.
I really need a hug and to talk to someone because I’m nearly 22 and I’m still alive and that’s so scary but there’s no-one anymore. And fuck I’m in my twenties and I’m too scared to ask . I don’t know if it’s allowed anymore.
Don't chase after friends, wherever you decide to go they will find you. Your uni friends may disperse after they graduate. Instead look for something you find rewarding to do and somewhere to do it and friends will follow *hug*, because you're worth more than you think.***David CGS/FB
Hello again, kind anon!
Thanks :) I guess I’m feeling rather homesick at the moment and over-analysing things. Hazlemere is a lot nicer when I’m in Birmingham, it seems…
As much as I hate it when I’m the centre of attention I also hate it when I’m not. I hate it when people don’t listen to what I say, and I hate it when people are listening for me to say things. I can’t win either way, and they can’t win. I just hate feeling left out, and I suppose that if I’m in the centre then I know that I’m not and don’t have to feel paranoid about it.
Part of me wants to move back to Bucks as soon as I can, because when I’m with my family then we are a unit and I have a place. At the same time I would be moving away from my friends and I would feel just as lonely.
Having one of those days where I’m mulling everything over and avoiding people because then I’ll have to stop thinking. It’d be a good thing, but I couldn’t take it.
Everybody’s running. I’m spending time with people who don’t really eat anything, or casually mention that they’ve not eaten for ages. There’s a lady at work who almost never eats, and people tell me that it’s good that I’m “not too thin anymore”.
I’m trying to believe the people that say I’ve got better. I’m really trying. And now I’m only half hollow.