Let's just say my first months of college have'n been particularly bright and fun or even pleasant. I've been dragging my aching self around almost on autopilot, hoping that one day my tear ducts would dry out (but they aren't showig any sign of this) and I simply feel exhausted, drained of all my will to live... I now only survive each day.
A lot of repressed feelings have been biulding up, I haven't had anyone to talk to, since my best friend actually has a social life (which I don't blame him for, maybe just envy him
To make things even better I've become so desperate for affection that I get attachet to every human being that seems to have the least bit of interest in me, just to have my trust broken each time they prove to have been merely polite, or worse, actually trying to make me feel that way on purpose for their amusement...
And now I've come to look for comfort in a virtual world... how pittyful...