i keep coming here to look, but i'm much to fragile to tap the feelings that are going on inside me right now. it's the old gnaw; i thought i had it under control, but distance makes your head forgetful and your heart complacent about how certain people just get under your skin and make you feel like all those times you've convinced yourself that you are who you're supposed to be, or that you're in the process of figuring yourself out, all those times you were just being lazy and immature and you really need to grow up because this isn't a real life.