Noone seems to want anything to do with freaks like me. Make a friend then suddenly get your heart ripped out when you try to talk to them. Theres reasons we are like we are, no matter how stupid and unbelievable it may be. I have had so many friends, or should I say illusions. I try to tell them something personal, they dont believe me and think me insane... I took a deep breath and looked in the mirror one morning and didnt see me. I just seem a beaten down teen with tears down her face like she just got her heart ripped out by someone dear... Perhaps noone wants a freak like me for a friend. Friends are suppose to accept and comfort you... Not make you feel like your just another flower wilting. I guess iv always been the victim of bullies. Getting beat up, things stolen, framed, and cast out. But bullies arent the worst. Its the illusion of the friend who just watches and doesnt care, then turns their back on you... Guess freaks like me werent meant to have friends... just torture and illusions...