I feel like I’m back. I don’t know why I feel like that but I do. I feel like I was gone for a really long time, and I’m back. 

Anyway. 

I need to talk about the fact that I’m the most emotionally insecure person you’ve ever met in your life. You just can’t stop talking to me without telling me why. I’m going to think it’s my fault. I’m going to rack my brain for what I did to upset you. I’m going to steer clear of you and let you initiate all conversation just so I know you’re not mad at me. You know what happens though? You think I don’t like you anymore because I’m all the sudden not talking to you anymore. ‘Cause, you know, if I’m comfortable with you, and where I stand with you, I talk, a lot, all the time. 

But if I’m not? I’m not saying shit to you. 

You can’t be mad and not tell me why you’re mad. I think it’s my fault. See above scenario. 

I don’t see why it’s so difficult for individuals to use their words. Talk, you fucking idiot. 

K, I’m done. That was a ramble with no point at all.

Just saying. 

(&shit)