But your not that guy anymore, you look kind of like him, though not as kind, you sort of smile like him, but it never reaches your eyes.
That guy took hid place, and now I want the old guy back…but I can’t have him. He’s still gone.
I cry about the stupidest things, I can handle being dumped, finding out my best friends actually hate me, that my parents probably dont love eachother anymore even one of my best friends dying…but if someone ignores me, it makes me feel worthless, if someone decides that Im too weird to be friends with, it makes me feel like a freak, when someone looks at me like Im something gross and squishy they stepped in..yeah you can bet that I would cry. You would think that someone who could withstand so much drama and pain could stop those traitor tears from trying to slip out, but I guess Im just not strong enough to do that…I cry over the stupidest things