I couldn't tell you, what she felt that day.

I am great at talking in abstract terms, I try my hardest not to be tied down by specifics. I hate the fact that my future is uncertain in terms of studying, I hate the fact that I can't trust people, I can't believe that they love me, that they even find me remotely interesting when there is a comparison to be made to who was there previously. It is like my life is ridiculing me, drawing me in only to spit out my twisted self afterwards. Most of my good memories are tainted by taunts I have received, that I'm not smart enough, I'm not funny enough or normal enough. There are three things in life we all crave, to be loved, to be safe and to never be alone.