untitled by default.

This is me...little more than a bucket of water, a handful of minerals, and the complex emotions that accompany them.
~ Saturday, April 9 ~
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i am disposable.

is it impossible for somebody like me to have a real relationship with anybody? i don’t even have real friends anymore. everyone is sick of me and i of them.

maybe ill find somebody in chicago that’s as emotionally deficient as me so we can just be insane together.