The self-pity party continues
I guess he doesn’t like me anymore. I think I’m okay with that. It’s just that…for a while, he was my closest friend, somebody I could talk to practically about anything and not feel like a total moron. I guess I was overplaying the significance of the friendship. I am kind of happy that I got to say goodbye, in my weird little way. I almost never get to do that with other online friends.
I need something to eat, maybe that’ll make feel better.
And there were some tiffs and miffs, and some highschool-level friendship inner drama bullshit read between the lines and silence that went on between me, my friend(s?!), coupled with DEEP EMOTIONS, years and years of being an emotionally stunted human being.
I then spent a good part of an hour furiosly scribbling in an old journal, pouring all my frustrations until my right hand cramped up, switched to going furiously at tumblr, because my usual places of venting are part the drama bullshit. All the while feeling like I wanted to cry but no tears will come out because I apparently am incapable of even that
Let me see if I can find an appropriate gif.
Thank you, gif. That’s a little cathartic but not much. :C