honestly i’m really starting to give up on everyone
the word “maybe” reeks of disapointment
nobody ever tries with me. that’s the worst of it. nobody craves spending time with me. if ever i see someone it’s because i’ve nagged them, i’ve persuaded them that they would have a good time with me. i dunno i just wish i was some ones first choice, that they felt incomplete without me and that they felt weird about their burning desire to be with me, or be my friend or whatever.
