...Friends.

...Is it a sin to have a friend?

I only have one friend... and I can't be with him everyday because he lives overseas. I don't know how he smells, his quirks, if he has a tic... nothing.

I many times envy him, because he is pretty lucky, as people always like him. Not like me.

What do I have on my face? Do I stink? What do I do wrong?

Why can't I have friends?

...

Why no one talks to me?

...That's why I hate myself so bad.

But for now, I cannot do anything, apart from feeling envious of him.

You're so lucky, having friends who always make stuff for you, and want to give you a reason for smiling.