Dear Ms. Leading,

I regret to inform you I've fallen out of lust.
It must be so hard to understand.
Did you really think me a fool enough to play along?
And make believing everything you said was true
Push your pouting lips on other unsuspecting lovers

The Dear Hunter


I'm done.
I'm done with the college parties.
The games.
The stupid rules.
The immature banter.

I'm also done with people that seem wonderful and turn out to be absolutely terrible.
Heartbreaking, really.

Is it wrong to expect to be reciprocated in everything I do for others?
Is it wrong to just want the universe to stop shitting on my life?

God damn this blog and the fact that no one reads it.
God damn this blog and the nonsensical relief I get after writing an entry.