Oddly enough...
Talking to some people always makes me aware of the things about me that are inadequate, or the behavior that makes me a bad person.
And these are the people who say they like me.
God, I hate myself.
ETA: Tantrum, tantrum, tantrum. Whine, whine, whine. Cry, cry, cry. Just ignore me, it's not worth responding or anything.
"Thus conscience does make cowards of us all."
ETA2: Since being online and talking to some people seems to just make me more unhappy, I'm leaving for a bit. Computer's going off and everything.
Bye bye.
And these are the people who say they like me.
God, I hate myself.
ETA: Tantrum, tantrum, tantrum. Whine, whine, whine. Cry, cry, cry. Just ignore me, it's not worth responding or anything.
"Thus conscience does make cowards of us all."
ETA2: Since being online and talking to some people seems to just make me more unhappy, I'm leaving for a bit. Computer's going off and everything.
Bye bye.
