people stop talking to me whenever i tell them i quit going to school.

the feeling of failing school is so microscopic in comparison to what i feel when people do this.

but hey! no one cares about what i feel, why should i? feeling an emotion is just a state of mind or some chemical activity. i shouldn't pay attention to them.

still, i hate myself.

notice the indecision?

i need someone to vent my frustrations with. i'm sick of mind-numbing smalltalk. i'm sick of being someone else's emotional wastebag. i want someone to do the same for me. if only wishful thinking ever actually grants wishes.