once at 3 o'clock in the morning

I don't know why. I just can't get myself to stop sitting in this place. Puff. Just felt like there's something more to explain about me. I never really actually know who I'm like. I hate all those people who just love to let themselves shine, be known. Popular. But in someway, I'm the same too. I've done a tonne of uncountable effort to let me, myself, my internet stuff noticeable. Doesn't that count? I hate those popular kids at school. Being POPULAR and all, having companies anywhere they go. I just hate it. But in the same time, I want someone to be there with me too. Cause I seemed always lonely. Like no one cares. I don't understand. I've always tell myself to be the same type of girl people want. NICE-ALL-AROUND-SWEET. At the same time, a lil bit of me. Playful, talkative, neutral-type-of-person. And YET, no one cared ): Do I really suck or what?

But in the end of the day...



I stuck up not to care about all this bullsht. Like, WHATEVER. I AM WHAT I AM. Puff.Like I don't care. Don't like it? Fck off seriously.





And I end up crying. Hitting myself, saying I really do totally suck.





HATE IT.
HATE IT.

sepet