I don't tell my bestfriend everything. I just don't feel like I can tell her everything, that she won't spill what I tell her. Yes, I don't trust her that much. Sometimes, I feel closer to my recent friends than her, whom I've known since we were kids. Come to think of it, I have no one to talk to when I'm down. Anyway, I don't really confide in anyone, If I do, it's probably about something not that important. That's why I need this blog, to vent out those emotions I don't show to people. I don't really care if people read this or not. I don't care.
I cry inside the bathroom, or at night, when the lights are out. That's how much of a loner I am. Yes, pathetic, I am. I even talk to myself. Sometimes, I pretend I'm talking to someone. I pretend someone's listening and I imagine what that someone would say, and we have a conversation. Yes, I have an imaginary someone.
If you ask people about me, they'd normally tell you that I'm friendly, I have a lot of friends, a lot of people know me, I'm fun to be with. Yeah, I may be all of those, but that's just a part of me. I don't think there's someone that knows everything about me. No one really knows me.
I'm so good at making others feel better. In fact, I can make practically anyone feel better about themselves. Anyone and everyone except myself. Yeah, that's how miserable my life is. People go to me for advices.
I'm sorry for this random shit, I just have to let this out. Thanks for reading anyway.
your bestfriend doesn't always have to be someone you've known for your whole life.
ReplyDeletepart of accepting new friends and losing them [taking life as it comes, really] is how easily you can adjust to change.
and i'm glad you at least have this blog to talk things out with yourself.