so much for so little.

i just hand wrote about three pages.
it's still not enough.
i still feel all of this inside.

i feel like you don't give a shit.
like you could care less and this
makes me feel like an asshole.
like a complete and total fucking
idiot for ever thinking you cared.

but whatever. it's like.. why the fuck
do i even bother anymore? why??

you don't care.
so.. why should i?

it's not like it makes a difference.

i just wish i listened to my friends more
often.. they were right. all the shit they
give me is for a reason, why am i just
too naive to notice?

ugh. i can't wait for this year to be over.