I wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things I did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. I feel like I’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.
I like being alone.
The saddest things in the world:
-people forgotten on their birthdays
-old people eating alone
-animals left behind by their humans