I hate when I get in moods like this. I bring myself down so much. I think that nobody cares about me, or no one wants to be around me and I can’t stop thinking this way. I hate how I feel as if I’m never anyone’s first choice. I hate how I think that I’ll never be important to anyone. I need to much attention and it’s pathetic. I’m too needy. I always want someone there, caring about me. Why should they though? I don’t really blame them for not giving a fuck.
When you turn on the radio and hear nothing but love songs ««
