sickness breeds vulnerability


i'm nice....why do i feel the need to explain myself...i'm sick and lonely....i'm so hurt by you and i don't even know why....maybe it's because in a town this small, you were actually a little interesting.....you probably know enough about yourself that you are doing me some sort of favor by not talking to me....in the same way i feel like i would fall in love with you...you probably feel like you would hate me....im so sad...i feel used...im just a little girl in a grown-up life and i would love a road map or a floatie....and it sucks to be sick, because it makes me too vulnerable to smile and lie.....