we will NEVER understand each other.

i have to say: i am in love with larry. either that, or i need a lobotomy to correct this waste of about 2 years' time. i probably will be needing a lobotomy, anyways.

i wish that we didn't have to fall in love and out of love with each other sometimes. it's so volatile and you can't really trust anything unstable now, can you? the Godly convention of marriage is bastardized everyday and it feels like nothing i do can breakup-proof my relationships. it's just like standing in the rain: humans have invented so much technology to overcome burdens [electricity, radiation, AIDS medicine], but we still can't do anything about a storm except carry around an umbrella.

no, fuck that. i hate even more how we can't understand each other; we open our mouths to speak--imagine fish faces--and all of this inaudible, incomprehensible "stuff" flies out at the other person, attacking them. and then it's their turn, which means that it's now you who feels assaulted and intimidated... you can talk all day to someone and still not make them understand. it's so frustrating when everyone i know speaks the same language as i do. we might as well not... yay for the francophone. what am i going to do now? keep trying?
yeah.