sometimes i have to wonder if you're fucking with me. if everytime you ask why he can't be with you, you're just testing my memory to see if i can remember why. because i can't forget because you ask me to remind you four times a week. how can your sense of self worth be so entangled with another person?

i think i feel like shit tonight. i am bored with life. everything is comfortable and easy. i have a friend for most of my quirks. the possibility of not being a virgin is remotely on the horizon. but i really want to stop thinking and just fuck around. i want to cuddle and give up on everything. i am glad these feelings leave by the morning.