My Sweet prince.
I am dead inside. I've got a million friends with a million problems right now and i simply can't bring myself to empathize with them, console them, or even feign caring and good intent.
I just don't have the capability to deal, and maybe it's just me pushing everyone away like i always do because i'm leaving. but I don't even feel anymore. if that's what i was doing wouldn't i at least feel some sort of remorse or regret?
I don't care that my friends turned on me, or that my family is too busy to see me before i leave, or that kara is doing whatever it is that she does, or kirsten is having huge problems.
my best friend is having a crisis and i don't even care. what does that say about me? I don't care that my mom loses her house, i don't care what happens to me.
i have put myself in a bubble, and nobody interests me enough to pull the carpet out. I'm fond of you, at best.
I just don't have the capability to deal, and maybe it's just me pushing everyone away like i always do because i'm leaving. but I don't even feel anymore. if that's what i was doing wouldn't i at least feel some sort of remorse or regret?
I don't care that my friends turned on me, or that my family is too busy to see me before i leave, or that kara is doing whatever it is that she does, or kirsten is having huge problems.
my best friend is having a crisis and i don't even care. what does that say about me? I don't care that my mom loses her house, i don't care what happens to me.
i have put myself in a bubble, and nobody interests me enough to pull the carpet out. I'm fond of you, at best.