June 29, 2011

I don’t know why, but I’m sitting with David and I can’t seem to comprehend the sentence, ‘I’m sitting with my friend’. Why does the idea of friendship seem so foreign in my mind? It seems like a fictional thing in books or movies. I love David very much but friend hardly seems to fit. Not just with David, but with everyone. Everyone I spend time with that I should understand to be my friend feels more like someone that I spend time with. It makes me realize how lonely I am. But usually I don’t realize it because it’s how I’ve always been. Isn’t it funny how things work?

I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of nothing. I can’t make up my mind.

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