we live underground: When I’m in any kind of social situation with more than one or two...
When I’m in any kind of social situation with more than one or two people I get self-conscious and don’t talk because I’m not funny or witty like everybody else. Then nobody takes notice of me, and I convince myself that nobody cares and that nobody would mind if I weren’t around.
Invariably, it…
Because of this situation happening, I feel like shit. Total garbage, my friends.
Nobody cares.
I stay here though. Because I’m waiting.
Waiting for someone to say “Where’s Britney?”
It won’t happen, but that’s okay. Somewhere, in the back of my head, I think they do care. They might. But right now I know they don’t care that much, or else they would be badgering me.
Oh well.
I should sleep.
I want someone to care.
Bitch bitch bitch
