I always try to be nice to people, and I’ve been told before that I’m one of those people that everyone just kinda likes. But there’s a difference between liking someone and caring about them isn’t there? I think about it a lot, and I try to tell myself that I’m wrong, but I don’t think anyone cares about me. No one really ever goes out of their way to talk to me, and whenever I make an effort it seems fruitless. I honestly think that if I just disappeared no one would notice, and I know how irrational that sounds, but I can’t think of anyone who’d care if I was just gone one day. I’m fairly confident that no matter what I do, I’m going to die alone and forgotten, and that terrifies me.