Right now I can't even remember the last time before all this when I wasn't shooed away with some annoyed sound when I wanted to talk about something I thought was funny or interesting. No, thats not true. I can remember a bunch of times when I was completely ignored instead.

I'm sure there are exceptions. There has to be. But I can't remember them now.

It's funny that I miss my old life. Because it wasn't mine.

The ways we hurt and scarred eachother. I wonder if it will ever heal properly.

I've just came to realize that no one knows me. It's horrible.

Everything goes away. Everything hurts.

I'm so sick of this.