"why doesnt anyone talk to me?"
talk.
it's a dirty word.
a dirty word that means too many things for it to even be classified as a simple word.
"because you never listen."
i didnt say it.
i wanted to be out frying on the pathway, out back on the sidewalk, dead and buried underground... anything to not be still sitting in front of this computer pretending that i'm blogging happily.
i want to run out the door, slam the gate and scream at whoever is outside.
i hate them.
hated the fact that they couldnt do anything to make me feel better.
"talk,talk,talk..."
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"why doesnt anyone talk to me?"