i have 3 friends, out of about 10, who are not those girls who talk about each other behind their back. so 7 of them do. and right now, but maybe im just being paranoid again, one of them is down the hall talking about me. she is complaining about the type of drunk i am. and saying its my own fault i left their apartment crying because i was being obnoxious. which is fine. but it makes me really really really just want to go home. i hate feeling like as soon as i let down a wall for someone to get close to me, i have to put it back up. no one really cares about me.

i have no faith in humanity.

i do not trust one person i know right now. don’t trust that they wouldnt turn their back on me without a minutes notice.

fine, maybe its me. maybe i am the one who is reading into things too much or being too paranoid, but all you are doing is fueling my fire.