i started work today. i hate the mall, but this time around, it's different. the clarity that comes from losing it all is quite refreshing. i honestly don't care anymore. it's a shitty job, but i play the music i want and ask people the same question all day:

"do you need help?"

i'm so haunted. i'm haunted by all of her words. "i never want anything else," "i love you," and "you're my best friend" come to mind.

if there was ANY validity to her words, HOW can she just throw her best friend away? weak.

sad part, if she was to call me up right now, i'd go and see her. i don't even care. i've been hurt, i'm damaged, but who cares? i've seen it and i'd be broken a thousand times over just to see it again.

the word "pathetic" comes to mind.

i don't care though.

you only live once.

love to all.