I Can't Keep Up, And I Can't Back Down.

At the end of the day, I guess I'd rather pretend that everything's fine and die a little inside every time he does something nice for me. What else is there to do? And it's better than nothing, really. I can live with that.

Forgetting All I'm Lacking, Completely Incomplete...

Don't show up unexpectedly when I'm trying to avoid you.

Don't hang around and make conversation like you give a shit.

Don't come and stand right next to me when there are a dozen other people you could be talking to.

Don't even tentatively agree to do another duet.

Don't wait for me to get out of a motherfucking society meeting so that we can be on the same bus for 3 minutes.

Don't. It's ridiculous, pathetic, and I despise feeling like I have no defenses. Just don't.

It makes it so fucking difficult.