It saddens me that my life should require someone to fuck me over in order to be interesting. It saddens me more that more often than not, it is I who does the fucking over and am also the one being fucked over in the process.
I really shouldn't let my pitiful, melodramatic teen angst get me down, so I'll leave before it does.
Cheer up.
ReplyDeleteYou'll be ok.
I miss you.