Those are just the facts

Sometimes I think I shouldn't be allowed to sit by myself and think all that much. I don't know. I've just come to the realization that I'm a whore. Hell I'm a cheap whore. I exchange my self-respect for a few seconds of attention because I'm so conditioned to believe that I don't deserve attention. Which is true. I'm loud and mildly violent. I latch onto people entirely too quickly because I'm lonely. I've been lonely all my life really. I never really liked moving around all the time. I never got a chance to connect to anyone. I hated it. I hate myself.