Everyone in my family hates me. All my friends are moving on. I can actually feel myself falling in with the crowd I said I’d always stay away from. I’m falling in with the stoners and the dealers; me, who used to be so smart and perfect, and who used to want to be so smart and perfect.
But if I can’t get companionship with people who don’t give a fuck what I do to myself, I won’t find it anywhere. Because I hate all of them in my family as much as they hate me. And mostly I don’t miss my ‘friends’.
Fuck it. I just want people to stop caring, and accept instead. Why is that so hard? Why can’t people just fucking deal with me as I am?