That feeling of wanting to be needed.

During very random times.

What sort of joke is my life?

They say that how you view your life is just that: it's just how you view it. Changing your views means changing your life.

But, much as i want to change mine, i just don't see any reason to change it.

Love cats but allergic to them. Wanna try extreme. sports but is diabetic. Wanna do art stuff and fashion stuff and maybe become famous but too scared. And maybe, no background at all. And, the idea that your relatives only ever entered the business of art with the idea that the trends will dictate what will sell, not that they dictate the trends.

And then, just now, watching a kitty vis. Sweet cat.

I wish someone, anyone, treated me that way. Needed and loved. Not the needy bitchy sort. Just needed. Just someone. Who would feel that they actually lost something when i'm gone.