I have been waiting this whole time.
For someone to tell me that I didn't deserve it.
I tell myself.
And I know I didn't.
But I want to know someone else believes that.
I want someone to make up for my Dad.
No one really gives me worth.
I mean, Grace does.
But our world is about her.
Rather than us.
I keep ignoring every phone call today.
I couldn't handle socialization.
I really hate being so upset like I am.
I wish I could feel happy.
There's nothing really to be upset about.
But I can't reach it.
I wish I liked people more.
I wish I wasn't afraid of trusting people.
I wish I didn't have such high standards.
I wish I was stupid and blind.
I wish I felt.
I was worth something.
My life is disgusting.