"Girls feel emotions strongly," he said.

She said, from reading my blog that my love life, or rather lack thereof, makes hers seem not so bad.

You once said, my writing read so honestly that it didn't come off as pathetic.


But really, I'm aware I do come off somewhat tragic. I like to say it's merely the diction. That we're all pretty much the same. But who knows.

So perhaps, in calling you tragically pathetic the other day, I probably subscribe to the same dosage.

And why is it that the thought of men in this moment makes me want to throw up and or cry.


And why is this happening.

And I've been doing this for so long now.

I've been playing this game for 6 years and counting and I'm so fucking sick of it.

Real life is not sex and the city.



And why is it that it took to this point for you to give me any reply at all?

And when did you lose your respect for me?

And when did it all become just such a bunch of bullshit.

That's what I'd like to know tonight.