I'm no genius. But I know people. I'm not amazing at it but I know what I'm doing. I can't do this anymore. Every reason I had, everything I was waiting for just isn't important to me anymore. Everything I was scared of isn't an issue. I hate this emotion, any emotion. I know who this will hurt. And I'm sorry. All I can do is push them away before it's over. I can cry on someone's shoulder or be a antisocial bitch until everyone I was close to believes in their heart that they'd be better off without me.
And if they're reading this, I'm sorry. Every word I'm going to say hurts me as much as it hurts you. No matter what I say though, I love you. And I'm sorry
