No matter what I’ve done or how many people I’ve been surrounded with, I’ve always felt alone, I’ve always felt different. And when I met people who acted like they were like me or acted like they were my “friend” I thought I could be happy. But then I began to see later down the road that when better came along I was always chosen last or just left or they just grew towards normal people who are into everything everyone else is into. Then I began just letting everyone go. I got use to being alone and learning to be alone. And then someone came into the picture who changed that but I guess I’ve been clingy cus I feel alone again as if I’m a burden. Maybe I was better when I was alone. It’s time for me to disappear for a while, I need to recharge and get use to being on my own side alone again.