Everything is too confusing and I don't know how to talk about it. Why is everything so difficult? I tried writing a letter. It didn't pan out, exactly. It went a little something like this:
Dear You,
So. Well. Here it goes. Sometimes, I have these super fun things called emotions (I know you hate them too, but they exist. Like flies. Or mayonnaise.), but they're not always super fun. convenient, per say. Sometimes, I feel really terrible about myself uncomfortable and sort of sad when...
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I hate the world
And so the "letter" ends.
Why did I ever think I knew how to speak English? Ever?
Dear You,
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I hate the world
And so the "letter" ends.
Why did I ever think I knew how to speak English? Ever?
Oh! I have an idea. You should call me, because I won't know who you're talking about and you can vent and yell and cry and it'll be okay. Okay?
ReplyDelete(As you can see, we have a similar level of comprehension of the English language.)