why do i even talk?! i know that somebody is bound to be offended (even if they're only joking...or if I AM). i feel like i should have a "sorry" sign that i could carry around with me and just flash at people whenever i get to feeling that i've hurt their feelings or something... or preface everything with a quick apology/disclaimer before i begin to speak. the thing is, when i am comfortable with someone or i'm beginning to feel like they would understand me, i get a teeny tiny bit sarcastic... BECAUSE i think they'll get it. and then... of course, they don't get it and the offense occurs, my heart feels like it's being shoved through a collander, i apologize profusely, nausea sets in... and sometimes i might cry a little bit (i'm not a crier!)... because the resulting feeling from these situations is usually the worst i've ever felt. because i didn't sleep last night (or really this whole week... don't know why), i'm probably going to see a few tears over this. stupid! fuck! ...arrghh! did i mention that I'm Sorry! ? because i really really am.