perceptions

you can be fucking right off then. it took a year and a half, but i'm pretty much sick of this shit.

i predict within a year you will have cut a swathe around yourself so wide, you will be wondering why there is nobody in the vacuum with you.

you are not better, you are getting worse. you are swiping outward with every confused depression and knocking everyone in your sphere away from you.

you once knew how to have fun and be light. .. so when you say you're better, it's not true.

you embrace [and weild] your anger and loneliness and hurt like it is more than the best friends you are losing.

i'm tired.

aren't you tired?

its all in your perceptions, don't you see?

you don't have to do this to yourself.

I'm done. i'm fading away from this now. [it's not like i haven't been patient and understanding to a fault with this one. i've fed back into the drama you've craved]

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