It's all emo

I'm trying not to blog too much now cuz all that's here is emo stuff and more emo stuff. I know I'm a fucking bag full of emo shit that's slowly getting bigger and bigger. I'm all fine and chirpy on the outside but I really wish someone I care for would in return care for me. Is it really too much to ask for?

This whole week, I have been talking to that one person too much. Each day I can't resist the urge to initiate a conversation although I tell myself again and again not to. I love that person as a friend and hope to be treated as importantly as I treat that person. But it always turns out that each conversation tells me again how unimportant I am. Yet that person is the only one right now that knows of my little pain and somehow manage to stop the aching and the tears though that person isn't much help in giving advice or anything.

I just hope I won't end up being nothing more than a pest that person would rather not have ever known.