Sometimes you just feel like a fifth wheel...
... a little thought, a little existence validation, a simple note.
Little things mean a lot.
I just feel useless and redundant, I'm such a dependant loser.
I worry and angst more than any teenager I ever met, and I hate that, and I'm very guilty of it myself.
I sit and blame myself, and worry over EVERYTHING.
L-O-S-E-R that's me in a nutshell.. yup.