Idea: Dress women up as men and film them cat-calling people on the street.

So naturally, I am by myself.

I have no idea where I stand in life anymore. I'm not sure I care.r

I only have one friend anymore. Everyone else moved away and eventually stopped conversing.

Crrently, I am weeping in the kitchen. I want to die. I hate me. I hate me. I hate me. Why can't I just fucking get it together? Why am I so antisocial? Why the fuck do I keep on going?

I really thought these feelings would end after high school. I thought I'd be okay.

I wish I had somebody.

I just want to feel that again. But this time with somebody who feels the same way. I just want to be happy every time I think of her. I don't care about money. I don't care about a house. I just want somebody who I can spend time with.