Intuition.

"A map is more unreal"

You can take your thick rimmed glasses, macbook, and death cab for cutie and stay out of my life. You've done nothing but string. You only know how to create and destroy. Not manage. You broke his heart. You broke my heart. You've changed. I've changed. We are not the same. Why waste each others time? People just come and go. Friends come and go as well. Throwing away 4 years is easy to do I guess. History means nothing. The hard part is when they do come back into your life. I'm not ready for that. Not in a long shot. So read your catcher in the rye and wear your cardigan sweater. Watch running with scissors and buy more photo equipment. It won't make life any sweeter. It'll just look appealing on the outside. On the inside you are probably always crying. I can't help you.