Advice; DGAF.

Am I really that much of a spaz? Everyone keeps telling me to calm down when I can't even tell what I've said to provoke the statement.

Am I really that obnoxious? Do people like me because I'm obnoxious? Or is everyone secretly laughing at me as soon as I leave the room?

After such a great day catching up with a good friend, having crazy adventures and watching corny Hugh Jackman movies and getting caught in the rain, how is it possible to feel so alone?

Do I annoy you when I update this blog? When you read it, are you secretly waiting for the day when I announce I am going to crawl away under my bed and never come out again?

Feeling kind of quiet,

Leez.