oh, i already miss you singing like this overthephone.

Wednesday, May. 22, 2002 | 2:04 p.m.

i called her. sometimes i do when i think i have enough guts to actually call her out on all this shit. but i didn't say anything. because i am a wimp. and because i suck.

part of me wants to yell and stomp and say "what the hell are you doing, you selfish bitch?"

but the part of me that is sane knows i love her too much to do that.

and i don't even understand why i want her to know that i know. i kind of want to make her feel bad. i kind of want to give her a hug and tell her i love her. i kind of just wish i could know the truth. i kind of want someone to talk to. because no one knows how it feels to be me. and no one knows what i'm thinking or going through.

i'm pretty sure no one cares.

go on drone