They said "you'll have fun" and I'm not. They said "you'll like them" and I don't. There's worse things than ending up alone. I hear death by boredom's awful slow. I should be embarrassed of the shit pouring out my mouth. They're making conversation and it makes me hate myself. I don't care who said what. I don't care who fucked who. Every time I go outside I wish I'd just stayed at home. I don't want to talk. I don't need new friends. Every time I go outside I wish I'd just stayed in.