offbeat

i say i'm quiet because i never have anything interesting or important to say.
people say, of course you have something interesting or important to say.
but what if that were actually true? do i kill myself?

i can talk to people about things, and i love talking on and on about things, but they always have to initiate the topic.
i can't bring anything to the table.

maybe i deserve to be at harvard, but i don't belong at harvard.
everyone here has something interesting to say, and i don't.
i guess i could work in a cubicle.

i desire to be offbeat.
i am offbeat.
i like offbeat people.

can you feel the knife?

i still don't understand how you could have sex with her if you knew i was mad. didn't you think it was because you were still having sex with her that i was mad? like, if you stopped, i wouldn't be mad. what were you thinking?
and why rebecca's bed? so inconsiderate. you're being a bad friend to rebecca. you haven't paid her yet. she says you've been a jerk lately.

the fact that you're bored isn't a novel idea. i don't know why you are so surprised. it's about how hard you try to keep loving and entertaining your other. did you think you'd never feel bored? is this seriously the first time you've felt bored?

you always just want to do what you want, whenever you want. you are so silly; not serious. a sober person would be thinking about these things all the time. what do you think about? how has this only occurred to you now?

relationships are about some sacrifice. its naiive to think that there are relationships where there is no sacrifice involved.

how can you not care at all who i have sex with? is it because you just trust me so much? because sex is meaningless now? why did you care before, then?

i want to have an open relationship so i can fulfill my life where you can't. but it requires that you are with me always. you are my heart, but i've got little holes in them to fill. if it's between an open relationship and keeping you, the choice is easy.