hostility begets hostility. I've tried to be as caring as I can. Tried to get her to talk, tell me what's wrong. I know something is. I can just feel her shutting out the world. The more we talk the more hostile she becomes though. for fuck's sake throw me a bone. what the hell is wrong. i just want to make you feel better. why are you so against being loved. what can i do to make you open up to me. make you feel like i can be trusted, talked to. ------------------------------------------ when i look in the mirror now i see an old man. i have bags under my eyes, rimmed with purple. had somebody at work ask me how i got a black eye. how can a twenty year old look so fucking pitiful. stress begets stress. pulled a muscle in my chest ? dunno what the hell it really was. dropped my sorry ass to the floor though. got up, took a few advil, dealt with the pain. and went to work for a twelve hour shift. that's right bitches. fear my unfeeling wrath.