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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"I don't wanna talk about it." I believe that's one thing I really hate to hear when I ask someone what's wrong. Listen, if I ask you what's wrong is because I really care; is not like I'm looking for a topic for our conversation. Plus, if you don't wanna talk about it, why the fuck do you tell me you have a problem? You see what I mean? I mean, I could be wrong, but still, it's sort of frustrating, you know?

Today, I found out the reason for most of my frustrations is a person. I realized that most of them are produced when I have any sort of interaction with that person. How come? I don't really know. I have also realized that my friendship with that person is deteriorating. Or at least I feel that way. We don't talk that much, and when we do, is for a very short period of time, unlike before when we would spend hours talking on the phone. I feel replaced. It's been a while like this, and I don't even want to talk about it with that person because that person is always avoiding that conversation (or any topic related to our friendship status). It's really frustrating (and I'm not even interacting with that person right now). I even am losing interest on our friendship, due to the lack of interest from the other side; it's not like I want to, but I don't see where our friendship is going like this, so it's like... not-on-purpose deterioration. I'm always looking forward to fixing things, and this has not been the exception, but I just hate the careless attitude from that person toward my things. I feel like I can't talk to that person about my things anymore, because that person doesn't really tell me anything anymore. We don't really talk anymore. Do you realize how bad it is? I just did. So there. Hence my frustration. And to be honest, this really sucks for me... big time.

P.S.: This does not mean I'm closing my arms to you; you know I love you, and always will. You are my best friend still, but I feel like our friendship is not real right now, for the lack of a better word. I know I just dug my grave, but I had to do this. I hope you read it, and don't misconstrue my words in this post.