May 14th, 2009

You are the last person that I'd ever want to feel this way about, but you've left me no other choice. I can't stand having to deal with your seemingly perfect and talented life. You are doing things I wish I could do but would never in a million years have the ability to. Everyone is after you, even if you don't notice it. And I can't stand being around that, but you are too close for me to let go. Although you have this watercolor portrait of a life, there's no way I could stop this friendship. I know, however, that it's not as good as it seems.