im so tired of living
no one wakes up in the morning and thinks to himself, "i'm so excited to see him today!"
no one sits around and waits for me to text back
no one's first thought when they're happy or something good happens is to text me
no one asks me to call them when i get home
no one cares enough to tell me, "no, not another drink"
my mom would rather spend time with my brother and my dad loves my sister more than life itself
i am no one's best friend, i am not the love of anyone's life, i'm not anyone's favorite student. i'm not anyone's person. people care about me, sure, but i'm no one's favorite. there is not a single person that values me above all the rest and that hurts.
i'm just another friend, another face to blend into the crowd. i'm no one special or important and it makes me want to cry. i'm not my best friend's best friend. i'm not my favorite professor's favorite. i'm not my person's person and it's fucking miserable.
