Do you ever realize just how little people care about your existence? I was sitting around and it just hit me like a ton of bricks.
No one really cares about me.
A lot of people try to call me their best friend but I know I'm never their first choice, everyone always prefers soemone else over me. I could write, say, or do anything and no one would care.
I've expressed I've been down, it's been visable that I'm not happy, and I've said I've been having a rough time and no one evers says anything. I go out if my way to ask everyone how they're doing and if they seem down I try so hard to make them know I'm there and that I love them.
No one ever does the same for me.
It just stings a little. Knowing that no one will ever care about you in the same way that you care for them.
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Actually I'm Insecure
Non-FictionThe thoughts, feelings, and life experience of a chubby, not conventionally attractive, teenage girl that is probably needs therapy. Some of these get a little dark and deep but before I start I'll put a trigger warning. This is just for me to ramb...
