urg, conflicts. I hate them.
Stupid *ex* friend was very, very mean and immature to me yesterday and said some very bad things, including calling me a pussy, a bitch (multiple times), and a "big fat hairy vagina." Hm, I'm not sure that was a compliment. He also said "fuck u" many times, but that's not as bad.
I cried later that day (which was yesterday, Thursday) but for a different reason, mostly exhaustion. After later contemplation, I decided that what he said must have influenced my crying, but that's okay because it was actually a good way to just let everything out at once. It sounds weird, but I really do love crying. >.>
Uh oh, I feel like writing a poem now. O.o

_{Tears
The water beginning at the seeing-parts,
rolling down my skin.
Curling ever so slightly
the feeling, oh so soft.
The pressure inside of me
is being let out
is being shown
is a window to my soul.}

I apologize for that. >w< Anyway, I'm not speaking to that person anymore. I think it has to do with the fact that he likes me, and I *accidentally* but harshly rejected him. I swear, I didn't even notice. But since then he's been really mean to me, and he TOLD ME that his goal was that I not talk to him. So I'm not talking to him. >.< And I also got a few of my friends not to talk to him. I'm not a bitch, I hope. I'm just waiting until he apologizes, but he refuses to so I guess that's the end of our friendship. What a shame, really. I thought we were good friends, so it makes me really sad. Luckily I have good friends, if not I would have been depressed, literally. I can feel it pulling at the edges of my mind, but then I laugh and it goes away. I hope I'm wrong, though. I really do.

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