there is something about being so young yet having someone regard you as wise.
it's strange.
and what a strange thing to be wise about;
all things bad.
i am convinced that it is my fate to be the example.
"don't be like her, she doesn't eat."
"don't be like her, she destroys herself."
"don't be like her, she wants to die."
sometimes i think that despite what people say,
i am not more than my problems.
i am simply my problems.
and what am i going to do when someone finally solves my problems?
if i am them,
what will i be then?
