Inquisitive Me With Awkwardness

Ah, and the rantings continue...

What pushed me into it again? Inevitability of life? The sweet smell of spring in the air? A racoon that ran into my room and gave me "the writing rabies"?
-How the hell would I know? I just felt like it, so quit asking me questions, Inquisitive Me...

So, what am I going to write about this time? Well, I think I am going to write about the strange feelings I've been having for the last couple of days... Don't get me wrong, I get all sorts of strange feelings every day, but these were strange strange feelings. I know what you are thinking, you perverted bastards, and I can tell you, it is not a craving for Japanese fetish porn! Had enough of that, honestly.

You know that saying: "Trick me once, shame on you. Trick me twice, shame on me. Trick me three times and I'll shoot your granny in a public restroom"? Well, something like that... I had a situation where a person, we will call her Person Manipulative Bitch Whom I Cared About And Now I Just Feel Pretty Empty Because She Tried To Screw With My Head, tricked me quite a few times in the last few months... and made me remember some old issues I was trying to forget...
Um, where was I going with this? -I have no idea, Inquisitive Me... I TOLD YOU TO STOP BOTHERING ME!
So, feeling of emptiness is a good point as any... I feel empty... I feel like someone dragged out something from my chest and stuck it in a little jar labeled "stuff from his chest", and now I have trouble feeling normal stuff and I just feel this vast hole inside me... I think it's a feeling of disappointment... or it's apathy... or whatever... My point is, I'm still sad and desperate, bla, bla, bla...
If you read my previous posts, you know I rarely have a point... So if you are reading this to get one, you have some serious problems... Well, not as serious as mine, but still...

I think I should let this post fade away in awkwardness...

*awkwardness*