The End
I'm pissed. Want to know why? Because my best friend that I've known since 1st grade (do the math people, that's practically 11 years), well, the friendship's over. Done. Over with. And it wasn't even a fight. It was just, we don't hang out anymore/we have different priorities, so fuck it. I tried to make it last, I really did. And I guess I shouldn't really be complaining, I mean, we've kinda reverted to the aquantance stage. You know, the stage where you know the person well enough to say hi to them, but not well enough to really hang out with them. But still. I'm angry, I'm sad, I'm confused, and the worst bit is that I'm feeling all of those feelings because I didn't feel anything when we ended everything. I think there's something wrong with me. I never feel any real strong emotions anymore. I didn't cry when both of my grandpa's died, I didn't even feel anything then. Even the guys or just people in general that I like, I like in a sort of abstract, detached way. I feel like I'm not all there. Like half of my emotions have been taken out of me, and the other half that are left are just shadows of what they could be. I go through life, seeing people express such deep, passionate emotions, and I have nothing. Feel nothing. Even self-pity alludes me. I feel empty. I don't know what can fill it. I can't even cry out for some help, because I don't even know if there is any help. But I'll try anyways. Someone. Please. Help. Me.