he says that the answers don't come with age. they just don't come.

i don't understand the pseudo european architecture around here, i don't understand why people want to turns themselves into cartoons, and i don't understand why every guy over the age of fifteen cannot hold a conversation with me without asking if i like fucking, or if i want him to suck my titties.

i don't understand why i feel so lonely, i don't understand why i can't understand anything, i don't understand why every winter i feel so so sad, and i most certainly do not understand the nightmares that keep me awake for weeks and weeks.

i need help.