mi vida loca

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A note to lock

I don't know why I always randomly think of these things, but whenever I do I can't help but cry and get mad at myself. This time it's not about April 18th. It's about today. At 04:52 AM a depressing thought crosses my mind while I'm watching a show. It has nothing to do with the show, yet I still think about it and allow it to sit in my head. Allow it to bother me. Allow it to make me cry. I guess I should probably address it. I feel like this sometimes, but now it's worse. I have no friends. Because of me, relationships are unable to form. I try so hard to make people happy. So hard to please people, but why am I so forgettable? Why am I so unliked? I guess it's not that I have no friends. I have my two best friends, the girls I cherish most in my life... but sometimes I feel them slipping away too. I'm so lost. Why can't I make friends? Why do I bore everyone? Why doesn't anyone like me? Am I that bad of a person? I wish I knew. So I could change.