Why is that I just can’t seem to make a real friend? Why do people not like me? I am not a young teenager; I’ve been at this thing called “life” for a while. And it’s been hard my entire life.
I feel like…Quasimoto from The Hunchback of Notre Dome. Hated. Lonely. Treated like a monster.
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Same here.
“I’ve been at this thing called “life” for a while. And it’s been hard my entire life.”
In starting, it was hard because of Loneliness.
But after a while, it was hard because of the events that took place in my life.
My life is like a state line at angle of 45° i.e x = y
Where,
X = life
Y = how strong and weak I’m becoming (yeah strong and weak both at same time ) and how much fucked up I’m.
Ha, I feel ya. How old are you?
I have no friends, no hobbies, no interests… No freaking purpose.
It blows! What part of the world are you? Maybe we could hang out and hate each other. Lol.
Wanna be friends? My kik is Kalmahavak and my email is andrewholstein1@gmail.com
🙂