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for everyone. i'm one of em. one of the everyone. dark and gloomy. but it's sunny outside. i took the trash out. three bags of dirty, smelly, dusty junk that was all produced by me. sent off to some pit, far away. i've been sitting on the couch watching tv for hours. i've got a headache. i missed deirdre and eileen's whole visit for no reason. i shouldn't be alone. i'm looking at the phone. but it all seems unpleasant. or, i don't have the energy. i feel like drinking. no i don't. i just don't feel like being here. in my life, i mean. i really do hate you. no, i don't. i just wish you'd go away. i wish i never saw you. it's my own fault. Post a comment in response: |
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