not in the mood

i cannot understand the coldness, the roughness, the way you suddenly started to look down on me somehow. we are different, i know that, but it has never been this way. well, perhaps i can understand what is wrong (or what was wrong), but if my thoughts are correct (and recently they have been sadly correct most of times), then the issue is futile, to say the least. but screw it. be that way, if you like. i'm not in the mood to care, to be honest.