I would be one of those people who would die and no one would know except my mother because I wouldn't be answering her phone calls. My boyfriend would think I up and left him. My friends would think I'm a bitch with problems so I went somewhere and didn't tell anyone. Idk. My landlord would only know because they haven't seen or heard from me and it's probably time to pay rent. My job would think I decided to not show up and permanently leave. I honest to God believe that people do not notice or give two fucks about me. It's true because I see it happen every single day. Have I gone crazy over it? Absolutely. Are you sick and tired of me? Absolutely. Life.

I'm worth nothing.

I absolutely fucking love it when people make me invisible and all of a sudden act like nothing happens and asks what's wrong. Go back to what you were doing. Go back to acting like I'm not here. Go back to not trying to include me. Ya'll couldn't even say oh nah you should play it'll be better in the next round. Nah ya'll were like fuck you just don't even bother because you look disinterested. Oh. Okay. I guess I won't fucking play. You didn't even have the audacity to tell me that our friends were leaving when you knew exactly where I was. So no, nothing is wrong. He said, "Here we go again." HERE. WE. FUCKING. GO. Thank you. Thank you for being supportive. Thank you for not making me feel like shit. Thank you so much.