Benedict for Time Magazine.
I don’t really know where to start…
I feel so loser…so bad.I feel that If I were not there,nobody will notice.And I’m sure nobody will notice.I mean nobody text or call me,If I go to people,nobody talk to me.Even on the internet it’s like that.Call me loser.Yet i’m a nice girl,a funny one,I’m interest in a lot of things.I may know look snob a bit,but i’m just really shy and scared.
I feel so lonely.
My anxiety doesn’t help.I have the type of anxiety where i’m anxious to talk on the phone,ordering at restaurant or in Starbuck,asking for help is hell.You know what I mean?Can someone relate to me?life things that are easy for people are hell for me.I never told that to anyone,but I’m afraid to drive.I want to be with people and have a boyfriend,but I don’t think anyone will ever want to get close to me.It really fun in fanfiction,but in real life it’s another thing.
Recently,it’s just gone worst.
I hate my fucking life.I hate myself.
Seriously,it would probably better if I were not here.Nobody would notice and care anyway.
Good night people.