i am never going to make any progress if i continue to subject myself to this bullshit. i tried not to notice it was time for you to move along. i thought you would come back, even after you snapped at me. even after that silence that said there was no use in pretending anymore. i won't ever go back to that. i better wake up, then. maybe i should drink a lot less coffee and never watch the ten oclock news and maybe i should just kiss someone nice or cut my own hair. it doesn't cost any money and hair grows even after you're dead.