The Love That I Had, Wasted on a Pretty Face

Fork ended up shaving his head, it makes him look older *laugh*

It doesn't look bad though...

Can we talk about Kuma-kun for a minute, we got in an argument earlier.

About...I'm not even really sure what.

He thinks that "the person that he fell for never existed."

That's not true...

Remember when I said that the person I was in the past would've killed to date someone like him?

It's because my personality used to be really different, he met me at a time when I was trying to go back to being that type of person.

But I only show those parts of my personality to people whom I'm really close to.

Otherwise, I'm cynical, skeptical, blunt, offensive, I question everything, and I enjoy making people cringe in discomfort.

He comes off as pretentious and idealistic (does that sound familiar?)

Because I used to be that way....

The point that we're at now, we naturally clash.

But I like the fact that I question everything, I like my cynicism, skepticism, my general dislike of other people, I don't like boxes and lines...fuck barriers and preprogrammed ways of thinking.

It's not that I'm not "sweet and caring" or whatever anymore, I just went back to being cautious and guarded.

Besides of course the fact that I'm still deeply hurt...

That whole experience just kinda made me revert back to putting up a lot of defenses.

I don't need his help or his advice, if he really wanted to help me then he would listen without judging me so much.

Maybe that just isn't in his nature...

I give up, he told me that I started an argument over nothing and then he quit talking to me.

I guess it doesn't really matter anymore.

*sigh*

Why the hell am I upset about this?

Because I had really hoped that we could be friends?

Southern Boy told me not to worry about it and then said something about "liberal faggots"

While we were at a restaurant I threw a straw at Mister J and instead it hit the guy sitting behind him, I was like oops...

(And Satan thinks I'm boring to eat with *laugh*)

Speaking of which, he called me and I missed it...actually it says I declined the call, but I swear it didn't even ring.

I have a craving for pickled mango (I'm aware of how weird that sounds).

In a lot of eastern countries it's perfectly common to pickle all kinds of fruits and vegetables.

Anyway, it's called torshi in Persian, and it's quite yummy with certain dishes.

Let's see...

I saw the Grand Budhapest Hotel, it was fantastic.

Some guy randomly came over and started flirting with me while I was at the theatre...it was strange and awkward, and stuff.

I bought a new brand of cat food, I'll let you know if it's any good.

I guess there's not much else to say.