For some peculiar reason, I've been feeling rather empty lately. Whether it was just a figment of my ridiculous imagination or another wreckless feeling that comes at 2am each night.

I dont enjoy loneliness but I like the silence when I'm alone, but this is painful. It's like the pain is louder than that silence. I'm not even playing around.

I want someone to be like me.

To text me and get upset if I dont reply, ask me how I'm doing randomly on weekdays, give me good night texts and send me some selfies so that I'll miss that person. I ask for nothing more than a person to be clingy onto me, to want me to love them.

Because I've always been that person and I'm tired now. I dont wanna do that crap anymore, its painful beyond belief. Trust me, especially when that person never show you that they care. Yes of course its the thought that counts but hey, Edison didnt just wish for a lightbulb to exist did he? He made it himself because he wanted it.

So if that person doesnt show me that they care, it only means that they dont, am I wrong? Of course not. Years and years, I've had my share of experience and I think I've had enough. Its like I've been eating bull all those years having fake assumptions that some people actually cared.

I'd rather put some pills where it doesnt belong.