dish pile

you don't understand me... and it feels so good to be mysterious at you.

i am not playing any cliche cards. i am not using words that you haven't heard before. it is just that i am no longer interested in your attributes... and maybe you find that attractive. whatever has changed i hear the difference in your voice. a minor urgency in your calls. it isn't a matter of time... it is a matter of achievement. you want to earn a certain status back. you may get it. i am prone to cave. but for now... i am interesting and witty. i am reading the situation well. i am hating myself as much as ever but having a slightly better time. no more attachment. it can all be considered time that i will waste, as i plunge into something other than worrying about a cancerous situation, but at least it won't be spent in thoughts of who you are letting into your box.

love is stupid. stupid can be good. but it is still stupid.