i've been feeling upside-down since the day you cried. that doesn't mean i don't care. that doesn't mean i hated your tears. that doesn't mean i didn't want to comfort you. it just means that i hate myself for still not being able to take action. to dry, to hold, to love. i freeze up and get lost. i'm too used to tears, but not others. please forgive me.
and today is one of those days. everything is fucked up and i can't change my facts. computers are against me, hairgel is against me, money is against me, and people are against me. i breathe but i'm hardly alive.