I'm really super, super tired today. It's cold, I lack sleep, and my heart is so fucking worn out from all that I've put it through lately. I don't know how much more bruises my confidence can take. Or how much more tears my eyes can produce, actually. I lie in bed at night, flipping all these problems around in my head. I cry until I can't anymore. And I go back to running through everything in my head again.

Maybe I was just being super naive. But when I call a person a "friend", I honestly and truly, wholeheartedly treat you as one. And I'd go all out for you. To think that the bulk of my "friendships" are unrequited really kills me.

And for being stupid, I guess I deserve to push myself into oblivion.