(i'm feeling sorry for myself. ignore)
i like how when i start crying, my cat leaves the room. the door was closed, so she opened it to get away from me. jesus christ, what the fuck is wrong with me! it all makes sense now!
(i have no right to feel this way, right? talking to scott, susan and kyle have only made me believe otherwise.)
you can lead this immaculate existance. i'd love to open up your closet, put the skeletons on display -- air your dirty laundry, make you pay - or just make you own up to the burens you've evaded. they don't know your past, your faults, your future, in fact they probably think you're gay. in fact, you might as well just come out of the fucking closet -- you've got too much in there already.
(i have no right to feel this way, right? talking to scott, susan and kyle have only made me believe otherwise.)
you can lead this immaculate existance. i'd love to open up your closet, put the skeletons on display -- air your dirty laundry, make you pay - or just make you own up to the burens you've evaded. they don't know your past, your faults, your future, in fact they probably think you're gay. in fact, you might as well just come out of the fucking closet -- you've got too much in there already.