Dear Sir,
I can't help but laugh about the paper. You must of had a grand time with a friend. I wish I could no that. Sometimes I think people are ashamed of me or don't want to be seen with me. I did not know that I was that terrible. I always try to rise above that. It's like I know someone that is keeping us a secret from certain people. I can't help wonder why. It makes me feel bad. Its like yeah you don't have to tell them, but you don't have to use every effort you have to cover up that you are friends with me. This is why I don't like being with people. All they do is make me feel like a disappointment. I wish I could fix that... Do you think of me as such? A disappointment I mean.
Sign,
Love
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