It’s just one of those nights that I wish I had someone to talk to, but I honestly hate talking about personal things with other people. Even if we’re close. I’d probably lie anyways. Blah.

you know what’s depressing? i forgot how my dad’s voice sounds.

Sometimes I wonder if I should of made a better effort to remain friends with you. I mean, I could blame you and say you didn’t make an effort, but then that would make me a hypocrite because I didn’t either. It just hurt my pride that you brushed me off like that. It’s whatever, I guess.

I wish I had the ability to not give a fuck.

I want to just crawl in a hole and die.

Why am I so awkward?

I practiced what I was going to say for this presentation for days and I just ended up blanking in front of everyone, repeating myself like I was mental, and as if putting me out of my misery the teacher suggested that we move on…

Fuck, guys.

Just fuck.

I’m stuck between either laughing or borderline crying because this day turned to shit. Someone should cheer me up :(