yes, i know you read this. the truth sucks. i know this myself, after having experienced it (and lived in it) for more than seventeen years. but being alone is the worst part of it all. that is the only point at which one is able to realize his or her true self. i'm almost thinking that it's the only way to be. it might be that i'm too picky for the rest of the world, but i won't settle for someone unless he proves to me that he won't be imploding inside of his rather thin outer layer. i suppose that this is why my girlfriends are all leaving me, too. i can't stand the drama anymore. i think they can tell that i've had enough. i know they've had enough of me. that's okay. so have i. this next year must go fast, or i might drown in this brine of self-pity and high school drama. it's more trouble than it's worth, really. this whole 'teenage' shit. methinks my car is sexxxxay.