FUCK

and now I feel like I'm in 5th grade again. I can't get it to go away. I can't go back to how I was. Or how it was. Or how I thought it was.
and its my fault

It's so fucking obvious and I don't know who I'm kidding
but I'm afraid I can't stop just because I don't want the conflict.
and that's just tragic, but that's nothing i can talk about without being blown over.

bbbbbbut it'll come. the end of an era?