You'd think I'd be happy.
But I haven't been sadder.
In this city,
I have no friends
All I do is go to class, go to work, and fantasize about clothes, shoes, purses, jewelry, and "him"
I dont know what's wrong with me.
I dont want to go out. But I hate staying in.
People ask me to go party with them, and I graciously decline.
But I'll spend my whole day out at the mall by myself. And the whole time I'm there, all I can think about is how lonely I am.
I don't know whats wrong with me.
I feel so emotional, yet I have no emotions.
I feel like crying, but I have no tears.
I want to do something with myself, but I have zero energy.
All I think about is money, jewelry, and "him"
Not the him that lives in my mind, the "him" that is real and wont talk to me.
Bah...but enough about that...
I want to go home....excuse me....I NEED to go home.
These feelings cant be healthy. If I don't get some peace of mind, they'll become a hinderance. And I cant have that.....