C'est la vie

I enjoy being provocative. And I don't mean sexually. It's just as amusing to shock people with things that just appear to be out of character. 

I lost a friend recently. There was no fight, she just stopped speaking to me. That's gotta be one of the worst things you can do to a person psychologically. I have no idea why and it's not like I'm gonna get any answers from her, but c'est la vie. 

My daily life feels like one big secret these days. I used to tell my best friend everything. Now, I barely tell anyone anything. It's strange to get used to. 

I like being alone. I am so busy even without my social life that it sometimes feels like I've withdrawn for too long. 

I find myself oddly titillated while reading Lolita. I am not a dirty old man, what the hell? 

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