The feeling of feeling alone in a room full of other people. To not know what it's like to have someone interested in getting to know you more after meeting you but meeting your friends and developing relationships with them instead.
The joys of being a grown up.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to actually have friends whenever I wanted; they could be there on my time but I know that it will never work that way. I have to compromise for it to happen.
Maybe someday this whole meet people feeling will get easier; maybe not. One thing is for sure; I'm going to continue to be me and if that's not good enough then those lovely bunch that don't like me can go hangout in their shit clique and let me enjoy my happiness on my own. I won't be missing you.