This was written in anger directed at a close friend. I swear, I was so mad I couldn't see straight. That anger at her and at myself is one of the more disgusting feelings I have ever felt in my life, and I’m not proud of it.

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SHUT YOUR PIEHOLE: OUR IDIOT UNION COLLAPSES AND BECOMES KIND OF LIKE THE PIT OF SOULS IN “THE MUMMY,” BUT WHAT DOES IT MATTER, WE’RE ONLY IDIOTS ANYWAY.

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And I feel guilty.

I know I deserve it.

I suppose you’re not wrong

But you’re not wrong in one of those

Ways that makes me wish you were

Not

Not

Wrong.

Or not

Not

Not

Right,

As one might choose to put it.

So, I suppose you’re right.

Partly, anyway.

You said I said I couldn’t go

Because I was tired

Had homework

Was busy

And I was.

And now you pull the guilt trip,

And now I feel like I must not have

Been busy

Or tired

Or overworked

Enough

To merit using them as an excuse.

DAMMIT!

I was tired!

You asked me if I wanted to go!

Hell, no, I didn’t want to go!

I wanted to spend time with

everyone, but I also wanted

to take care of my own sanity!

You asked me, so I answered.

What did you want me to do?

Lie?

Oh. So you want me to—

Lie.

You did tell me never to do that, you know.

I was only being honest.

Like always.

If it bugs you, you can always tell me to just to suck it up and

Lie.

But couldn’t you make it more lighthearted?

Less like a funeral?

Come now, let’s not cry over our crepes.

DAMMIT!

Is a few hours of time to myself

SO MUCH

To ask?

I suppose it is.

Because you are Not Wrong

And I am an Idiot.

Dammit.

This would be so much easier

If I hated you

But I don’t.

So in the future,

Tell me when to lie,

And when to take care of myself.

Because I’m not going to know

Because I’m an idiot,

After all.

The funny thing about idiots—everyone

Is one.

But nobody seems to like each other any less

For it.

It’s only the ones who are Right and Not Wrong

That make us mad.

They’ve somehow managed to rise above

The best

Of us!

And so, they are Not True Idiots At All!

But only for a time.

We will take you back, you know.

You cannot escape.

For though you are Sensible and Right,

You are still an Idiot At Heart.

There are bigger things than this.

Right, Andrew?

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I would greatly appreciate any comments or constructive criticism.