you know what?

i want that shit back. i gave it to you thinking that you cared, but you don't. you never did. and when i saw you last night i hated myself because i was still attracted to you. and for what?

for what reason?

i still haven't figured it out. but hey, that first kiss was important to me. i guess it didn't mean shit to you. i guess the next girl that comes along can have my virginity too. apparently it's all worthless to everyone except me.

it's always just like me to throw my pearls before the fucking swine.

i'm going back home.

current music: distant sounds of bjork from across the hall