my night

... would've stayed home. I hate home... no one treats me decent there either... I don't know why I kept thinking " no he wouldnt go out dancing without me, he's not like that" but of course my positivy was wrong, and the negative truth deep within was right. So yeah I am fucking angry, depressed, and as usual lonely as fuck.... cause no one can simply try to ask me if I'm joking or not with them...