I just don’t know anymore.

I don’t know what is going on. I really am at a loss for everything. Continuing seems bloody pointless. Giving up seems wasteful. But I’m afraid we’ve already hit that “We share private things with each other ‘cause we’re good friends and will always be” kinda thing. It’s something like that, and I know that stage is a killer.
I feel stupid.
I should give myself space, but I just can’t stay away. I really can’t; it’s just not possible when it comes to you.
Oh and irony loves me. Well, he isn’t really important! But the one you are imagining…I could have told you who it was.
BUT OF COURSE I DIDN’T!
It would have been silly to tell you about…well yourself.

Oh, heart. Be strong.

I need somebody who loves me.