i sometimes wonder how much people judge me when i confide in them and rant. i really hope not much :/
i hate that i get so fking affected by the same things at home over and over and over again.
and i wish i didnt have anything that would push me to that brink of angst and emotional volatility. just so that i dun have to burden my friends with the task of dragging me back from that very edge.
annoyance, anger, sadness, hurt, anger all over again. everything i keep suppressed. a mask of silence and occasional nods.
just because i don't want to prolong the agony of listening to your bitter poison laced words all over again if i say the littlest thing.
words have such great power to wound and maim. its a pity you are such an expert.
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