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Sometimes i think there is no place for me here. Like i
don't fit anywhere. The clothes for my age aren't made for
me. In fact there are no clothes built for me. I work well
with others but instead of getting courtesy and love back I
get walked all over. I'm not stupid but I'm not smart. Is
there ever going to be a place for me. Am I ever gonna find
someone to spend my life with? Anyone who i fit with?
Someone who i love just as much as they love me? Probably
not. My place is floating. No place ever fits and none ever
will so right now I guess I'll just drift.