ive been blue ive been trying to hide it. ive been trying to get people to come over and just hang out i feel pretty bad i dont feel i can go out i dont have money for gas to get to my parents and they wont come here either. its not just the gas its the other emotions and stuff im going through i just need someone to care enough to come here and hang out. lol so sad just so lonely. so blue wishing there was someone that gave a hoot. someone to just sit with me. talk with me. call me show me they care. *sigh* it is a little selfish to want them to do all the work but thats not it at all. when i feel good i make all the effort i call i go over i even talk on the phone and text if need be. when its for me they all beeline for the door
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How I long to be up rather than down, the eternal sorrow that I only escape for short periods. This must be how Persephone felt.
"Sleep. Those little slices of Death. How I loathe them." Edgar Allan Poe
Loving yourself must come first from there comes love for everything else.
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