I’m so alone. I’m constantly trying to find a reason to stay, a talent, a person who cares, or even a sign. I’m willing to believe anything at this point. There’s something wrong with me, I know there is. I feel as if I’m a compulsive liar who is just hungry for attention. At this point, I don’t want attention. I don’t want pity. I don’t have the problems everyone always assumes you have  to be sad about and I think that’s why I feel like this sadness is all in my head. I have every reason to be happy they say, even though to […]
