Eating Gummy Bears in my PJ's

I changed the picture sitting on the frame on top of my bureu, I changed the way I think of you. You see, I never thought I'd feel this way, so out of place, without shame. Because my feelings live vicariously through my tears, and my screams live vicariously through ignored dial tones. My stare is blank and the uncontrollable shaking I experienced has subsided, but the memory, the conversation persue my consciousness relentlessly, tugging away at what little remorse I have left.

I cant give too much of myself to this text on a tablet, but today...today I hate you.