Ugh. I am really seething... layman's term? I'm angry. BIGTIME.

What should one feel when you worried about a person like hell, crying for you because of being separated and stuff, and then you find out that they don't care about it themselves? And they actually are enjoying themselves at around the same time. Talk about irony.

There I was, at work and stuff, and I couldn't help but cry while thinking about someone who got separated from me. I couldn't even sleep or think straight, that I kept crying for 2 straight days!

Just when I was about to see how that person was doing, I learned that (the person) was actually enjoying (___self) with some *new* friends. The irony of the word.

Gah. I hate this world, as much as I hate how I feel right now.
After sharing this, I retire to my room whilst wallowing in self pity and derangement. Tell me if what I am doing right now is justifiable, or if I'm just being an unreasonable runt.

I need your opinions please. They will be much appreciated.

If you read this, I give you a sincere "thank you very much" from the depths of the bottomless pit that is my heart. *cheesy* or *emo*???

gah... I'm crazy