do you ever just “what the fuck is the point” so hard that you stop everything you’re doing and stare and pretty much wonder why you don’t vanish from existence because the level of done you are should pretty much deconstruct your biological makeup
It’s been 6 years since you said that you fell in love with me. Yesterday you called me and said it again. All because you saw me at that party. I’m so sorry that I don’t feel the same way, you should really move on because truly I want you to have someone that loves you in return.
How is it that I never feel like going out with people who I have classes with. I just don’t want to make so much effort, but I should ‘cause I’ll still have to deal with them for at least 3 more years.