what's wrong with me? i bet everyone's probably asked themselves that question. oh. i don't know. at least 100 times. to date, i'm sure i've asked myself that question, more than 1000 times. and last friday proved that everything is wrong with me. i feel as if i make the world a worser place, than it already may be ? everything doesn't seem to make sense, as it always used to be. i've always thought i would never be the one thats gonna be in fights. but now. it seems as if i'm the big bad bitch. why don't you just chuck a spaz and throw stuff at me? if thats gonna make it any better.
i feel like the wicked witch of the west, as well as being the little boy in the boy who cried wolf. where people won't just believe what you say. to be honest, i don't know who to talk to anymore. i feel as if some people were never my friends and just felt as if they had to be "nice" to me. cause it was compulsory. i might've just hurt some friends because i simply am confuse. and i really want to apologize. but the certain people that just won't believe me anymore. i'm disappointed. among mixed feelings. i want to get this sorted out, but everything seems to be against me atm. i'm tired of this mess.