There is a better world

There must be

Emotional attachment

is really not a threat, when I'm simply not concerned.

Seeing you today reminded me of what a shitty person you are.

And I'm okay with that. I'm okay with everything. I just don't care.

About anything at all.

I'd like to express something tonight though. I'll tell you a story.
A boy met a girl. The girl fell in love, the boy fell apart. The boy stopped caring. The girl never did.

And her heart is five hours away with somebody who doesn't seem to remember the way he said he felt about her.



Everything I write sounds cheesy and forced. Cliche and like it's already been said. I wish you hadn't lied.

Fuck.

But you've been all wrong

about who you think I am.

It is late so I am typing slowly. Late for me, anyway, I hate being in front of the computer after seven.

I feel like a facsimile of a piece of shit.

And I'm really depressed, because the one person who always seemed to think I'm alright realized how lame I am.

I'm exhausted but I know I wont be able to sleep.
I hate having black hair and I hate how much I care about that, and I don't want to suffer through classes tomorrow.

I need to start blogging more.

Ow. My head.

I think I have ADD.

Morrissey and I are going to go to sleep now.

G'night.