here i am again...2:10 am...i'm washing clothes in my sink. i think about how fragile i have become. how fragile you are my friend. how it scares me and how i sympathize with you. i see you and i hear you and i don't know what to do. of course, i am there for you. of course, i am there to listen. i want to be the shoulder you cry on. it's hard to be patient when i feel so HIGH HIGH HIGH off of something so small. something so delicate. something that can hurt so much. it's a curse between humans. if it's there, it's there. if it's not, can it be in the end. what's a harmless remark? what's a remark you value? can we go get coffee? can i ignore this. blah.

i am sorry to all those people out there. i am sorry that i cannot listen to the masses or even to my three closest friends. i've stopped putting an effort into friendship, so if you are still intersested, IM me. i am tired of hunting you out. my eyes are tearing and i am sleepy.

night night. 
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