Don’t seem like it. Everything I do seems to be for nothing. All I have is an audience of 5 followers; the rest don’t do anything. Just proves what I’ve known all this time. I’m not really a person worth getting to know, am I? I’m just a boring miscreant who, try as she might, gets nowhere in life. I should stop trying. It’ll save me the effort.
I’m a social beast. If I don’t get my daily trillion messages, I get lonely and angry and anxious. Maybe it comes from the time when I didn’t have any friends. The time when everyone who said they were my friend never actually spoke to me. What I’m trying to say is: I feel left out. Like I’m everyone’s second best. The last person to talk to. Imagine being the /last/ person that people think of when a building is burning. That’s kind of what it feels like. And, I’ll tell you what. It hurts. I know this is selfish of me to say (hell, it’s probably the most selfish project I’ve ever posted), but I really shouldn’t keep this in any longer. Don’t go in the comments saying “Oh, I’ll talk to you more!” because I know full well that’ll be a lie. Oh sure, you’ll comment on my profile, start a convo with me, and then forget all about it a few days later. Then you’ll come back and apologize for the late reply, and do the same thing again. On and on it’ll go like this, until, one day, you’ll just never return. Things won’t change. And I’m starting to think that they never truly will.
