Literally, Just A Friend.

I have friends. Well, not many, but I have them. I’m not very popular and the friends I do have are ones that are the kind that stick by you through everything. They help, or try to, but the depression I have goes beyond anybody. I’m not looking for sympathy, for comfort. I’m just looking for someone to understand.

I’m just a sad teenager from Flordia. Literally, if anybody wants to chat with me, to be my friend, please. I’m here.