I'm still mad at you. Dunno when that'll stop. So yeah, it's not that I'm avoiding you, I just don't want to be around you right now. For five minutes, I would like to figure out my own problems, rather than be drowned in yours.

Not that you'll know this, because you don't even know about THIS. Therefore, you probably still don't even know I'm mad at you. Which is fine I guess. It's not like it's ever gotten me anywhere, right?



I want to go to sleep. And not wake up until your life is straightened out.