In reality, no one cares about you but yourself.
You have to put in the
effort to make friends who you think will be there for you,
and help you out through stuff,
but they will eventually leave.
Like everyone else will in your life.
They will disappear and it’ll just be dust.
The memories still replaying in your
head like a broken record,
and it gets harder every
time.
glitter on my hands* · 1 decade ago
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well now I'm depressed.