incompetent

so, uh, life threw me a big fat curveball recently. amazing, the things you take for granted, and he nature of human emotion. why can't we always treat the things we love like we love them? where does it go after a certain amount of time? i've always been under the impression that's the only thing that matters. if you love someone, nothing should stand in the way. turns out i've been under a lot of other wrong impressions too.

so i feel pretty stupid. and pretty sad. and pretty gross.

but i guess it was time for a change. i've hated the person i am for a while now anyway. i'm cutting my hair. maybe growing a beard. maybe moving somewhere else. be the things i'm not. because i lost all of myself inside of someone else. and i don't think i want it back.