expectations.

i guess we'll never know exactly how much we affect each other.

this is really stupid...

and i don't know why i tell myself that i'm mad, because when it comes down to it the point of it all is so fucking nonexistent.

the worst part is i create all this on my own part through my stupid actions and words.

i guess i do just expect it all to be perfect.

but then again, shouldn't it be?

isn't that what we are?

but then again,

why am i the one going and making it all complicated?

maybe i just like getting hurt or something.

i know i don't. i know this is stupid. i'm just trying to make sense of it all.

how is it that one second i can be content and the next second i'm walking away not happy at all?

you are so easy to be with.

you are so difficult to leave.

you are so difficult to be with.

you are so easy to leave,

me.

in times like this,

i sometimes, frequently wonder what's going on in people's heads in your head.

oh Pride, you taste so bad and are always are so hard to swallow.

but i don't care.

i hate when things are like this and i resort to blogging because i can't talk to the only person that i ever really want to talk to.

which brings me back to this last quote that i always used to read when i was younger.

Who do you run to when the person you always run to is the person you're running from?

i don't know why i'm runnin. there's nothing to run from.

i just wish i knew why i act like such a dumbass sometimes.

and for this, world, i apologize.

i'm not as perfect as i expect myself to be,

i can even be a bit crazy.