How come I feel horribly guilty whenever something bad happens to some one else and I didn't do anything to cause it or stop it?! Why do I feel like I have to repay for sins that I never even commited? Why does life have to have so many minute inncidents that changes everything? I do not understand why I am even here.
Why do I feel like I can tell some one who doesn't even know my favorite color who I want to go out with or who I wish would die? Why do I have to have feelings for people I will probably never meet or even talk to in real life? Whats the point in all of this?
What is the reason that I felt like crying when I found out one of my online friends was hurt? Do I care too much or not enough? Why does everything seem to happen to me?
I don't see what is so special about me. I don't see why people even want to be my friend, or even consider going out with me. There is nothing here, nothing any one would be interested in. I certainly don't have good looks, so why would some one even bother with asking me out or talking to me at lunch? Why? Is it because I am fun to make fun of or to laugh at because of my stupidity?
G y p s i e 2 2 3 · Mon Aug 15, 2005 @ 12:59am · 2 Comments |