...what Is My Story?

No seriously. What's my story? I have no idea what it is. I've never felt loved. I've never felt needed. I feel I'm just plain out alive... But I don't live. I smile a fake smile, just to not make my friends worry. Yeah, I do love my friends. But I don't believe they love me. At least, they don't show it. My parents it's like if they didn't exist sometimes. This is short. I just wanted to share something... I don't have much to say... Just that I sometimes need a friend... And... I want to feel needed...
yonelis07 yonelis07
18-21, F
2 Responses May 8, 2012

I'm feeling pretty similar to your situation. I can't stop doubting my friends. After a hangout with them, I feel exhausted somewhat, worrying about things.

aw, u can bet ill always love u! :)