Nov. 25, 2007

I'm angry that my immediate response to being hurt is to become defensive and hateful, and it's always you that does it to me.

I'm angry that I'm always waiting, but I'm always alone.

I'm angry that I never have and never will be important.

I'm angry that no one misses me, most importantly you.

I'm angry that writing this horse shit out made me feel worse instead of better.