April 16, 2007
Iím just so tired and you fail to understand. I am not superman, no matter how badly you want me to be. I am not superman, regardless of how often I truly think that I am. I will never be. Just like I will never be enough. I havenít the energy to endlessly dote my affections onto someone without getting something in return. It seems pointless to work this thing out, perhaps. This is a weekly event and I didnít realize it would be like that. Itís too much, my dear. I love you immensely, but Iím not worth it.