You just don't see yourself the way everyone else does

It'd be nice if I did. New goal for next week:

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Acceptable goal, yes?

Let me sit here. . .

safe in my mini-fortress. Perhaps it's safer than getting out.

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But then again, is that living?

no.

I want to be me, and be joyful, and have happy days.

I just don't know exactly who me is.

Or why anyone could ever like me.

(Sidenote: I get to go see Les Mis on tour/favorite musical ever. :D)

This is so me.

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Sad, isn't it?

Masquerade/paper faces on parade

This semester has seriously become a game. Let's see how many people I can make happy, and let everyone else think I'm happy too.

That gets difficult when I have a best friend who knows me so well. But it really stinks when he ignores me too. And it's not really intentional on his part, it just that he has stuff too, and I tend to get lost in shuffles a lot of times. There are days where I seriously wish someone would just notice, hug me, and tell me that everything's going to be fine.

I know I stress a lot and I know some of it's my fault. I know I used to be really shy, still am with most people. But with those few, I wish it didn't seem like they are afraid/don't know how to approach me and offer to help.

Yay, fall break, right?