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i do not know how to be unaffected by all of this neglect and no definite explanation. i do not know how to be emotionless in situations such as these. i do not know how to not break down and sob ridiculously loud into my pillow on the floor in my bathroom.
please inform me how i should react to anything and everything you might possibly do or say. please inform me of everything that is wrong with me and my personality so that i may fix it and conform to how you envision me being and breathing. seriously. change me into something that you will call and caress and fuck and love so that i do not have to keep failing and falling and crawling back to you in an embarrassed manner, so that i do not have to deal with this constant cloud of self-loathing surrounding me and my heart and my all. tell me that you listen to the scorpions and think of me. tell me that you need me. tell me something besides nothing. anything besides nothing. because if i wanted nothing i could be alone. couldnt i?
i just dont know. i cant quit you. i cant put you down. i cant walk away. and i dont think i want to. i want to be with you. i want to do all the stupid things weve always done since way back in the day. i want to paint the town red with you and play tag on the beach at night and giggle in your car. i want to hook you line and sinker, because youve already done that to me.
i dont like this at all. i dont like realizing how very much i need you.
and then there it is. the batman theme.
i do not know how to be unaffected by all of this neglect and no definite explanation. i do not know how to be emotionless in situations such as these. i do not know how to not break down and sob ridiculously loud into my pillow on the floor in my bathroom.
please inform me how i should react to anything and everything you might possibly do or say. please inform me of everything that is wrong with me and my personality so that i may fix it and conform to how you envision me being and breathing. seriously. change me into something that you will call and caress and fuck and love so that i do not have to keep failing and falling and crawling back to you in an embarrassed manner, so that i do not have to deal with this constant cloud of self-loathing surrounding me and my heart and my all. tell me that you listen to the scorpions and think of me. tell me that you need me. tell me something besides nothing. anything besides nothing. because if i wanted nothing i could be alone. couldnt i?
i just dont know. i cant quit you. i cant put you down. i cant walk away. and i dont think i want to. i want to be with you. i want to do all the stupid things weve always done since way back in the day. i want to paint the town red with you and play tag on the beach at night and giggle in your car. i want to hook you line and sinker, because youve already done that to me.
i dont like this at all. i dont like realizing how very much i need you.
and then there it is. the batman theme.