Yes. I thought I loved them.
Yes. I'll never see them again.
No. It has to do with a bunch of stupid people.
Yes and no.
No. I just feel like yelling.
I feel like it, but I can't. It's not important enough to cry about.
Yes. I haven't been able to stop.
Me and everyone else around me. I can't deal with this much sadness.
No, I'm just stressed about the present.
In many ways.
I'm upset about the future I thought I was going to have being taken from me.
No, thinking about the past makes me happier.
It doesn't really affect me at all.
It fills me with regrets about a person.
It fills me with professional regrets.
No, they're sad too.
No, I just want some time with my thoughts.
I want to be around a very specific person right now.
I wan't to be as far away from a certain group of people as possible.
500 Days of Summer
Yes, or else I'll try to crawl back to them.
Yes, or else I just start crying again.
No, more like a whole building.
I just want to sit around and not think about anything.
A bird that knows a few words.
Something exotic like a chinchilla or a sugar glider.
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