and even if you're right, you'll be convinced you're wrong.

i'm upset.

To whomever reads this:

If you're one of the ones who swears at me, who hates me without a reason, well, fuck you. You can stop reading right now.

If you care about me, I'd like you to know that I miss you. All of you. I've lost you, and I really want to be a part of you, and I miss you. Everyone.

I don't know. Maybe I'm too weak. I just always take it as my fault, because whenever I try to be right, I'm shot down and too afraid of seeing irrational to be stubborn. I'm really weak.

Yeah, when everyone you talk to wants to argue, well, nothing much good comes out of it.

Kind of upsetting.

Even more upsetting to know I don't get pity anymore. There's no one who cares. There's no one to feel bad for me when I'm down anymore.

I guess I can just say I'm upset. I'm probably being irrational above, and exaggerating, and someone's going to yell at me... but I really, really... I do care. But I wish I could say I don't.

And that's how it is.
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