I feel disgusted. Always so high. Always talking about nasty things and nasty people that you hang around with. I feel like someone I love has turned into a mask covered nobody with absolutely no emotion. Asking me things to try to please me. You are not you. You’re gone. Why would I want to go around you. Why would I want to please an emotionless faceless man. You’ve ran away from yourself. I’m afraid of how uncomfortable you would make me feel. It’s not you. You’ve gone away. You’re not there. Stop asking me to go and be with you when you’ve gone and emptied yourself out from yourself.