What's everyone's worth? Am I worthy of love? To live? Do people even care? Well I know I have plenty of worth to other people, but it seems I'm all alone in this world. Like I'm not worthy of anyone's affection or love. I know this is not true, but my mind just takes over. It consumes me. And it's all I can think about. It feels as though no one will ever see me as more than just a stone that they can kick around and toss. I wish it was even just slightly simpler, however it is not and that's a shame...
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Journal entries
Non-FictionSo basically this is a place where I'll write my thoughts and others. It doesn't matter what, I'll write it.
