Monday, December 13, 2010
I think I am a difficult person to like. I don't know if it's because I say the wrong things or if I haven't got the right look or if I don't do the socialising thing well. If I was doing something wrong, I'd want to know about it. I'd want people to tell me. Somehow, I feel things aren't going so well. And every time it's over, I want to walk away as fast as possible and jam the earphones in and blast the music so that the thoughts get drowned out and I don't have to fight the urge to cry. I wish I can get some fucking clarity about it as soon as possible. Same shit happens. Again.Labels: social retard
