pirra

something is going wrong but i can't put my finger on it. . .
a good friend called me crying, she had gone to a party and was raped by two boys. she told the story like it was her faulf, i didn't know how to comfort her.
i have woken the past two mornings to blood streaming down my legs, so much blood. . . it could be my period, but i have never bled so much.
what it really feels like is my life's blood coming down is small measures
i've been moody enough. . . though you could account my irritation to excessive blood loss.
i am also getting sick, and he is getting sick and as usual, i have no clue as to where we are standing with eachother.
we would never have hung out just because we enjoyed talking to each other. . . last night when we were having sex i forgot i was the girl.
i want to make things better, but everytime i think about it, i turn around and he's trying to talk to his ex (?)- girlfriend and that makes me so angry that i could scream. ( no, that is a lie, all i would do is leave, screaming is a little beyond me). i can easily fuck someone i don't trust but i doubt i would want to hang out with them.