"There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room. It's like watching Paris from an express caboose heading in the opposite direction--every second the city gets smaller and smaller, only you feel it's really you getting smaller and smaller and lonelier and lonelier, rushing away from all those lights and excitement at about a million miles an hour." -the bell jar by sylvia plath
you may think i have no reason to act the way i do, but this feeling of being invisible transcends logic and rationality. don't worry though, i feel myself and you drifting further and further away from one another. arguing over worthless people and things every other day makes me grow sick of you and even myself. and while loneliness is hard to bear, i know it will become easier with time. today i believe there is an end to what i once believed was impenetrable, invulnerable, perfect.
