Friday, January 06, 2006
Feelin' blue.
I know I just posted a few hours ago, but I HAD to post again.
'Coz you see, I found out that when I sent 'round those invitations for my party (my bday party that is...obviously), everyone's turning the invitation down. If you've seen Invader Zim - Bestest
Friend, you'd see what I mean in the scene where Keef hands out the invites to a surprise party for Zim. Everyone's just saying they can't make it for...reasons. I'm just left with, like...2 people out of the... about... 12 I invited. How lame do I feel? Too many times has this happened. Do you know what it is to be alone...to know that you're alone, on the one time you don't want to be? When you think someone cares, and you realise that was all a lie? Pain that cannot be cured, for there is no cure.I think I should forget the party idea and stick with my manic-depressive-self-harming self this year, like I did for my 13th (let's not go into THAT bday). 'Coz I know I feel that way now.
I've been asked to post my wish-list on here, by someone who might (just might) be coming. My wish-list is...nothing. There's no point. Why bother? Just leave me with some cyanide pills and...I'll be just fine.
