Sometimes I'm the most popular girl in the world. Everyone wants a piece of me. My phone rings till my battery dies and my message apps run my phone to heat.
Other days, my phone doesn't ring at all and i have to say something to actually hear a voice. Those are the days I hate, when i feel like no one cares.
I've been saying it, that it's been a hectic past year and every time i see some form of light to get me out of my bullshit of a life, something or someone drags me back in.
I honestly don't know why I'm afraid of being alone; its inevitable. I should own it, live it and embrace the lifestyle, make my money and go back to being an angry bitch.
Its days like this when i feel needy, wanting someone, anyone to care, to just say hi, to just be there.
I honestly need new friends or I just need a new hobby.
Everyone else seems so busy while i seem to have all the time in the world. Yet, no one wants to hang out or go work out or even have a movie date.
I've never been one to push up myself on others, so why am i doing it now?
Something has got to change, I may need to get out of this city, its poisonous.