in my head, alarms went off.

i honestly just lost all of what little respect i had for you. i really want you out of my life. please leave.

and the truth is..

i miss you.

you're sitting right next to me

you're the type of person i'd like to talk to over tea.
i wonder what you think of me.

trailer talk

you're obnoxious. you have no right to frown upon me or anyone else, because you are white trash. stop talking.

"will you be my girlfriend?"

i guess i just have to know:
how are you?
are you happy with your life?
do you remember us?
do you remember me?
do you remember yourself at all?
let me know. i can assure you that there's no other reason why other than the fact that i knew you once. i knew you well.

you could even say i might've loved you.

love every person you meet.

then decide what to do about it.

an outwards rush

the reason why you have few true friends is because you push everyone away with your superior attitude and insult them with your snarky looks. honey attracts more flies than vinegar, no? you spew vinegar.

don't look a gift horse in the mouth

you complain more than anyone i have ever known. does anything please you?

if only.

i like what you have to say. a lot. let's talk?

cemented, thick, dull

talking to the two of you is like talking to brick walls. i can't stand you.

everything i could never say

i want to be able to say to your face what i truly think about you. but i always feel that i have no license to do so. i'm not this enough or that enough to be able to tell you the truth. so for now, it'll all go here.