not too a bad a birthday, i suppose. it would have been nice if i had a close friend to talk to, and to go out with. sitting at home all the time is pretty darn boring. but i know why i do it. today when i did surround myself with people, yet again, i wished i was somewhere "safe" and away from all of them.
why the heck do i feel this way? what's wrong with me?
why do i always feel inferior/different/abnormal when i'm around them?
i've become such a bitter, heart-hardened old fool. my heart doesn't want to let anyone in anymore. i suppose after the last "friend" left with no reply, it's no surprise that i feel this way.
i know i'm better off alone, since people around me don't tolerate quiet, shy people like me.
if only i didn't have all these flaws, then maybe i would have been good enough for someone (like her). but i'm not. i'm a mess in every way. it was the hardest thing knowing i wouldn't ever see her again, and even though it's been so many years, i still hurt. she wouldn't have looked down on me, for being who i am. i know this...
unfortunately everyone else is not that considerate.
why do i even write this? i suppose i feel a bit better when these thoughts aren't clogging my mind...
damned if you do, damned if you don't. when you reach that stage in your life, i guess it's not worth trying to pick up the pieces anymore.
*sigh*
