I pay too close attention to certain things.
I drink too much caffeine.
I cry whenever I don't have the time.
I like to touch people when I talk to them.
My smile is awkward.
I fall asleep in the middle of conversations.
I will probably end up making you unhappy.
I have a talent for fucking up good things.
I regret.
I have a talent for memorizing shit that doesn't matter.
I want to cry right now.
I am crying.
Sometimes I hate the way that I am.
And sometimes I wish I could trade my feelings for shoes and handbags.
I wish that I could eat without crying.
I wish that everything wasn't about symmetry.
I wish that I could just be.

6/27/2012