this is not an exaggeration my eyes are tired. i slept only five hours last night, but that's all right. i've got a lot to do today but i can't get motivated. there is a reason we can't be friends. every time i start to talk to you i act the same way--i think you're going to turn my words against me, blow up on me over nothing. so i deflect, i hide. it's better that we're not friends. it's been an entire year now that we haven't been together and it's been the best year in five.
04.15.12