I wish people would stop staring at me, telling me how great of a person I am. If I really am a great person, then why did those people (friends, family, etc.) who told me that left my life. Why don't I have anyone to call a friend? Why do people come and go but never stay? What is wrong with me?
I wish people would stop staring at me, telling me how great of a person I am. If I really am a great person, then why did those people (friends, family, etc.) who told me that left my life. Why don't I have anyone to call a friend? Why do people come and go but never stay? What is wrong with me?