I Can't Do This.

How did I manage it before? How did I contain my crazy?

I've had a taste of better things and now I can't think of anything else. I don't like what we have. What does it say on my myspace? You "make me happy"... what a lie! Completely. I wasn't supposed to feel crap the other day, but I did, because of you. I was meant to go home a happy chappy. That's how this is meant to work, or so I've been told.

"Can't you see that I'm losing my marbles, it's marvelous, losing another. I am no good for you, I'm seeing ghosts in everything I do."

This is not your fault. Far from it. Apparently it's not mine either... Although it clearly is. Ah! I just can't understand why I am incapable of having fun with you. I had fun with him. It was casual before but now I'm being pressured into spending time with you. And because I'm being pressured, I'm being a dick and not having fun. It's this whole "don't tell me what to do" thing, because you want me to give you my attention, I'm not going to do it.

I don't want this. I don't think you;re really that happy either. I'm sorry, I'm a fucking nutcase and you're fallen into my web, but I'm gonna set you free instead of devouring you. I don't know what I was thinking. Too fast, maybe?