i feel like a significant part of my stupid teenage life is being wasted by not having a boyfriend or just a cute guy friend i can hang out with
im not saying i need one
but isnt that part of growing up?
just the experience?
i guess not for me.
and i cant stop fighting the urge to cry over this but just something is missing in me and i dont know if it’s myself or… i dont know
i hate this so much i hate myself and how can i expect someone else to like me when i cant even like myself
im so stupid
go the fuck away
