Leonhart

There’s a limited number of people I know in real life that can read this which is why I’m posting here rather than Facebook or something but at this moment in time I’m so fucking disillusioned with life.

I don’t know whether it’s because I’m still a bit drunk after my tiny sleep before my flatmates returned from the party to carry it on here but I’m so close to tears right now. Too many things have happened recently.

One of the best people in my flat is leaving but not before he tells me that I’m one of the nicest people in the world but I let people walk all over me.

I went on a date with a guy but I don’t think he’s interested enough to see me again.

Then I went home with a guy who is the nicest sweet talker in the world when he’s pissed but just seems disinterested when he’s sober, yet he was the one demanding a second chance with me that I’m foolishly giving him.

These problems are so stupid and self-pitying anyway but after being alone for so long it’s the weight of the world to me. I wish I wasn’t like this. And I’m pretty sure no one’s gonna read this or respond to this so I’ll probably delete it tomorrow when I wake up but I just needed to vent some of this shit that I pent up but refuse to tell anyone because I think I’m being stupid or self-centred.

Night.