'But who you dying for? B, I would have died too, i'd like to.'

Sometimes I feel like i'm the only person left in the world who really thinks anymore, with decency. Being a shapeshifter is a lonely existance.


Natalie was right when she said I outgrew you.
I've decided that preserving hope in people is impossible, so I throw my towel in :)
I'm far too bruised. I'm going to concentrate on other things.
And you are the poorest excuse of a man I think I've ever ever met. Your arrogance and complete disregard disgusts me. But you're unhappy aren't you, and the thought of that makes me happy :).
Now I cross out the possible misunderstandings, and put it down to sheer vileness.
In fact, it is things like this that make me all the more determined, I can function without you, and you, and you. There really isn't anyone who is worth more than a second thinking about, more than a breath talking to, trying with.
Everyone is ultimately too self absorbed and animalistic to care about anyone else really.
And it is so much easier when you feel nothing for them really, just a few hours extra in the shower, and its done.
I'm not one of those girls who seeks anyone out for a kick or because of some deep emotional trauma. I am completely aware, conscious, and maybe that's the problem.
It may be coarse and vulgar, but what it is, is being realistic.
So i'm going to set all my memories aside, and move forward.



This too shall pass-unknown.
As I become smarter, my heart gets a little harder.