I'll be damned if I sink back into that teen drama bullshit. The thing is, it's not even dramatic for the other person. It's just me. I don't know what she's thinking, but she's not talking to me right now, that's all I know. She ALWAYS talks to me. For fucks sake. I take a risk, thinking that I might get something out of it. What do I get? "Okay." Um, if you haven't noticed, it's not fucking okay, I'm telling you this because it's not okay, it bothers me, and I need to get rid of it. Was it an attempt to unload it onto you? Maybe. Did it work? No. It's made it worse for me right now. I feel like shit. What sort of an idiot am I to think that something good would have come out of it? I like the straightest person I know. Did I think you were all of a sudden going to throw your arms around me because you felt the same? Did I think you'd react positively? Well I certainly thought you'd react. I'll give you a little bit of time to let it sink in. I'm not going to talk to you unless you talk to me. I'm certainly not going to address it. It's all up to you now. I don't care if what you're going to say is "I'm definitely not interested", I just want some sort of response. An acknowledgement. "Okay." I mean, what the hell?