I hate this. I'm sick of feeling this way.... I want to cry but... I hate showing my emotions when it comes to pain... It only shows I'm weak. I don't know how I foolishly allowed myself to become so sad... But... I really like him... Alot... Not that that matters to anyone anyways. Nor does anyone care... All I am is another depressing person. Nothing more. I'd do alot for him... I can't look at any other person and see anything at all in them because I like you that much. I see them as a background person... Except my friends of course... But they really don't know much. But why did I allow myself to become so sad... Only because he doesn't feel the same way? I'm such a nuisance. Oh well... He won't have to read this... Thankfully he doesn't know this journal or page exists. At least he won't be bothered by me. I'm not much at all to begin with anyways. I'll focus on my little hobbies as much as possible. Although that barely works. I'm sick of smiling and laughing for peoples benefit...
Well I'm going to drop some resumes off places, I have nothing better to do... I'm basically someone forgotten... To depressing to be around society I suppose...
Listening to: Slit Wrist Savior
Reading: Twilight Series(Eclipse)