11/27/11, 02.16p // ‘everything is breaking,’

she tells me it’s more and then says it’s not an issue.
(don’t feed the attention starved)

I make up my own, albeit simple, language and I dare to feel a bit clever.
he insults it.

this is what life has taught me so far about friendship: they want to be your friend so they can date &/or fuck you.

some would take that as a compliment but me….

it just makes me angry.
and then depressed.

and no one wants to talk about it.