Maybe I am annoying. I get attached, I get clingy, I turn cheesy. That's who I am. Mostly, I end up being abandoned, left to my own devices. My emotions run wild then, for it can't cope with rejection. I am, in a sense, an attention seeker. I seek attention. I seek attention so much people get sick of me. Denied of it, I turn to petty solaces, things of which hurt me more. I take things too personally, take the slightest things to the depth of my feelings. The feeling is like being shoved aside and hitting a wall, crumpling into a foetal position and never finding the guts to unfurl again.

This sucks. But it will pass. Hopefully.