My insecurities get the best of me. 

I need new friends.. 

No wonder no one likes to talk to me. lmfao.

I never said I was better.

Never good enough.

Today, I swear I was going to cry during Kevin’s anthro presentation. His topic? Suicide. Why did I want to cry? I had my reasons. Never would I think it would affect me THAT much. I knew that what half of the things he said was about not only him, and etc. but me as well. His poem was the thing that struck me the most. If I could write out the whole entire poem right now, I would But my mind was too clouded to even think of remembering it at that moment.

Lowkey, I like you alot.

Don’t compare me to yourself. I’m nothing like you. 

I really don’t need this from you. Fuck off.