there is a difference between a cry for attention and a cry for help.
guess which one i want.
i’ll ship it to her
and that will means … that we aren’t best friends anymore..
or am I too extrem with this decision?
Ten day’s ago i decided to make this blog. I’m glad that i did it, even if i didn’t got many likes or reblogs or much follower or ask. I was broken in this time, i’m still brocken but it feels better to just write it down and to put this in “public”. The pain isn’t gone but the desire to use the nearest blade/scissor to through it into your veins, fades.
I hate the thought I have sometime.. just because of stupid stuff that happens, everyday in every part of the world, and my life is so blessed! other people have REAL problems like violence into there family or serious diseases. My family is wonderful we never fight, we have enough money to live (it could be worst), we are healthy, and generally I could tell them everything i’m worried about.
And I have this stupid sociality problems, I could speak with my family about it, but I hate it to speak with them about this stuff. The loneliness inside me, that I have the wish to have a boyfriend since I was 8 years old and till yet, I never had hold hands with a boy, or that I care about my best friend even if she through me away and that I cry inside when I see she updated her blog with her rpg stuff.
Plus the normal problems a lot of people have…like finding a job (that doesn’t work the last 2 years)
this problems are so stupid and not worth to mention!
but i’m glad I created this blog
