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We all have our own story. We all have certain things we do that keep us sane. Those certain things that constitute as our sanities. Well these are my sanities. These are the sanities of a crazy person...

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Alone

No one comments. Few read. I feel like no one is a friend to me. I don't have friends I have thing in common with. The person I thought was my best friend doesn't think much of me. I just feel alone. This is that moment you realize you love someone and know they don't give a shit about you, but you can't get over them. Maybe I should go back to my tweezers. I was happy then. At least it felt like how people describe happy. I have no friends, little family, no sex, only food cause my I thought friend has food stamps. I am just that person you meet that helps you through a rough patch. You won't keep in touch. You won't worry. You won't help me back. Down the road of depression again. Did you miss me?

Random comment: I just have to hope it will all be okay in the end.

-MK

1 comment:

  1. The reason nobody comments here (myself included now) on a regular basis is because you keep going away and coming back. I have no friends and very little family, too, I've been disowned by everyone except for my parents and brother... But you know what? I use my blog to get the weight of the day off of me and while it isn't going to cure you of your depression, it can't hurt to try...

    I guess what I'm trying to say is to be more consistent with your posts and maybe people will come back. You're not making any friends by constantly coming and going, you've hurt our friendship with it because I try to care and then you just go away and leave me to wonder if you're all right. It can't be a friendship when one friend refuses to maintain any kind of regular contact... *Sigh*

    +Rei Bathory+

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