my feelings were never receptive.

its times like these that i contemplate my monotonous existance. and i'm hiding out in my room, shunning any form of communication or company. my brother has friends over, they don't even notice me. i'm like a ghost today, skimming through walls and lurking in dark corners. tonight will be interesting to say the least, my ability to socialise is decaying by the minute. i should just become a recluse. i just don't know how to deal in times like these, with people like these. i was like this last year, and somehow i survived so easily. i'm treading water but i don't want to drown. thank fuck i'm a decent swimmer.