'Sometimes I wish I could go all psycho and kill my friends. For someone who is an introvert like me knows what I am talking about. Introverts find it very hard to get best friends or friends who do give a shit about them. I have no such friends. I have you can say friends with benefits. But not that kind of benefit, no. Benefits like project making, assignment completing and I am not the one who is benefited.
In college when you are far away from your loved ones; not in my case whatsoever, you need friends because you always need someone in your life. No one likes to be alone. And so I made my roommate my friend and slowly his friends were my friends. But being from a family that isn't that rich, I have always been unconfident and doubtful. And that is why have always been an outsider of the group. See I am like Cameron James and all my other 'friends' are like jerkass Joey Donner of the masterpiece 10 things I hate about you. We don't match, do we?
My quiet and weird nature makes every girl flee away from me. Yup, there is no Bianca here... And this has always been a teasing topic for my friends. They have always some girl or the other with them while I have only books and study material. The only thing I have which could be noted girlfriend is my cat. Yes, I own a cat. Not like I own her, more like I hide her from the dorm people. And my roommate helps in hiding her too. Not helps I mean, I don't open my mouth about the girls he bring and he doesn't open his mouth about my cat.
Anyways her name is Caitlin and she is just like me. She likes to lay down and eat. Whenever she purred, I take her in my arm, and then we both cuddle.
When I got her from a garden, she was very small and can still be termed a kitten. But now after a year, she has grown less fonder of me. And then I realized animals do need someone of their kind in their life. And in this, we too include. So I and my cat what you say have distanced away from each other. But we still are in contact once or max to max twice a day.
Sometimes Nate; my roommate just crosses the line. Why I don't understand. He knows I don't like it when others call me things like faggot or dickster just because I don't date girls but he still says this filth to his friends about me, in front of me! He knows I like girls but am just awkward around them. But he always calls me homo or something repulsive with his friends.
I know they all mean it as friends but I don't feel like it. Because I don't think we are friends. Because friends give you some happiness sometimes or the other. But my friends are just pain and pain only. They sometimes made me do something to myself you know? Like this one time, I have bled myself out in the bathroom, shaved my head but still, they don't seem to change.
I was about to give up hope on people until I laid my eyes on the girl with the red purse. She was like the epitome of humanity because she struck something humane inside me again. She held my back when I was about to crack and she was and is everything to keep living.
It's my ambition to meet you again.
To,
The unknown girl with the red purse.
From,
Love, 7509.'