I got home about 15 minutes ago from a birthday party for my freind. I spent 10 and a half hours with my friends and some people I had never met before. I had a blast! But now that I'm home, and my mom is out with her friends...I feel alone. The house is empty, and I realize how much I miss people. I dont' even have to be with anyone I know to have a great time anymore.
But in alot of sense I'm very lonely when I get home.
And I haven't been doing good without people. Now that I can admit I need people, I need them like a drug--I'm addicted to the presence of another person, and it's disheartening. I mean, I treasure my alone time, but only because before I didn't really have it. But now I have it alot!
*rubs eyes with hands*
I'm tired. GAHH. I'll write more when I'm sane.
Friday, June 29, 2007
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