That sickening burning feeling from your gut to your throat and your about to choke. Betrayal and disappointment, the hardly bearable fatigue that come with nightly hysterics and depression, that's where I am right now. I am trying to find my place in life now that I have nothing more to look forward to. I am not an actor- I am not about to put a show on for you to make you think I am something that I am not. I'm not going to portray my life as something extravagant that has me completely satisfied, when it is more that obvious that it isn't, and it doesn't. I don't lie about how I feel or what I think about others. I am a good person with good morals- I can be a true friend. I am coping with a crippling breakup and a large amount of debt. I have no interest in love anymore. I am unhappy with where my life is going. I need friends with similar interests and standards that will lift me up and be there for me in the end because I am sick of being let down. I need people with self-respect in my life. I need people that have their shit figured out. I need people that hate and avoid drama just as much as I do. I need people that can tell me that they love me, and mean it.
