no explanations.

Most of the time I feel like I need to explain something.

Like when I was telling a story to my friends to day. It was about my brother. Out of the five of us, only one didn't understand because we have not known each other that long, so I had to explain why the story was funny.

Most of the time, I can not talk to someone with out having to explain something. Sometimes I feel weird, and explain to them before hand. Or they expect an explanation afterwords. Sometimes I don't have one for them. Or I don't really even understand the reasoning. I sometimes wonder why I need to explain. Why do I have the urge to? Why do they want me to? I don't understand. (always).

Lately I am tired of explaining. I don't want to tell you how transitional metals differ from the rest of the periodic table. I don't want to tell you why I had a bad day at school. I do not want to discuss why I feel so separated from my best friend. I don't want to have to break down the reasons why I find being alone seems less lonely lately.

Sometimes, I just want to throw something out into the world, and not be held responsible for having to dissect every aspect of it.