uhhh..yeah
you make me confused.
and it's all your fault. because everything is.
when i'm with you, alone, i feel like you like me.
and then, when i'm not, i feel like you can't be bothered with me.
and now, it's all over. which i suppose, is good. really good. because then i have nothing hanging over my head.
and then i won't spend time with you that i should be spending sleeping so i won't get sick.
because i really do feel like crap.
and it's all your fault. because everything is.
when i'm with you, alone, i feel like you like me.
and then, when i'm not, i feel like you can't be bothered with me.
and now, it's all over. which i suppose, is good. really good. because then i have nothing hanging over my head.
and then i won't spend time with you that i should be spending sleeping so i won't get sick.
because i really do feel like crap.