BlueMi |
12-07-2012 08:35 PM |
The meat of today, the main stuff, was pretty amazing. Really. But it's the random things, the space between spaces, those short periods between each event where I'm standing by myself, and wonder, does anyone even notice I'm standing here? Or care? I mean, I cling to the cool crowd and they accept me, but they don't actually care about me. They keep me there laughs, but they don't actually care about ME, as a person. No one, in fact, of the popular crowd that I leech onto, knows the last thing about me. So I sit there wondering why I even bother. And it really is these little moments, standing alone as people shove past me, not giving me a second glance, that turns what could've been a great day around.
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