Thursday, January 28, 2010

Here goes.

Dear life, you win.

I'm a cheater.

I lie as if my life depended on it.

I forget about everything and everyone.

Not much matters to me anymore.

I've lost my interest in skating.

I don't care to run anymore.

I don't even want to finish writing this blog.

I get hurt easily.

I see flaws in everything.

You're my best friends, but I absolutely hate talking to you guys about anything intellectual because you just make me feel inferior. Sorry for not being omniscient.

You know what I feel like right now?

A burden.

I'm sorry that I whine. I'm sorry I complain. I'm sorry I'm sensitive. I'm sorry that you all have better things to do.

But, if you can't accept that about me, then I don't need you. Any of you.

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