Thoughts, Feelings, Dreams.

waiting for people to decide they are finally sick of me, and leave. To me, it seems like it’s inevitable. Deep down I know it’s a combination of my past friends’ life situations, struggles, and other things too, but I can’t shake the feeling that I’m the common denominator, that there is obviously some reason why we aren’t friends anymore. And it’s not just some people, it’s not just me being dramatic or moping about my life or having a pity party or whatever. It’s everyone, all of my very closest friends have abandoned me so far. Everyone I become close friends with, I’m kind of wary of when they will leave. It makes me upset to think about it, and then I remember why I cant try to think about the future. What’s wrong with me? Maybe I’m boring; I’m obviously doing something wrong. Sometimes it’s hard to see yourself through someone else’s eyes. Why am I so easily replaceable? Where did I go wrong? What makes someone so unforgettable anyways? A little bit of the stuff that keeps me up at night.