How come when I'm finally happy with myself, people hate me.
"Maggie why are you so mean/__________"
It's called a sense of humor.
Right now I am scared I will never find a person like me.
I'm scared the best friend that is like me same sense of humor and all is not there.
I mean is it bad I want one person just like me to talk to, to get me.
I try so hard to find them but they aren't there.
I know it's like "wait and it will come to you."
But I'm tired of fucking waiting.
I have done it my whole mother fucking life, and I'm ready to have it, someone anyone.
If your someone like me
and you think we share the same problems and veiws
talk to me
because I need you
i sound like a fucking comercial.
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