That Awkward Moment:

When you’re on Skype with your grandma and she asks:

“Who is that handsome boyfriend of yours in the picture with you?”

“That would be my brother, Grandma.”

The Point.

I don’t see it anymore. I just don’t care. I want to be around people who understand, or who at least try. I want friends right now, nothing more. I don’t care about this. It’s unimportant. I want a shoulder to cry on. I wouldn’t mind it being yours, but with you simply being a friend is impossible. You’ve got alterior motives. Just be my friend instead of over-analyzing and making it all complicated. Let there be no feelings.