Normal psychos fuck you and then break up with you. Extreme psychos fuck you and then won’t let you break up with them.
What am i going to miss when i’m dead? I don’t mean to sound depressing or suicidal, because the thoughts i’m having are more than that. I don’t mean i don’t have anything to live for, i’m just wondering what’s worth missing. Am i going to miss doing the dishes for no reason at all in my little Jenny Lane house? Am i going to miss the quietness of driving down a New Palestine road? Am i going to miss sleeping in the same room with my dad while he has the tv on full blast? Or will i miss all of the times when i’ve just laid in my basement and taken out all my thoughts to my cat in the pure darkness? I don’t know, really. Right now all i miss is having someone to talk to. I feel alone in here, and it honestly feels like i’m already dead. I miss more and more things everyday, and it’s not a simple case of “oh remember when! Yeah, that was fun!” Because i wish the clock would un-due itself and just return to my 5 year old life. I miss having the ability to create good memories, rather than just remembering them.
i reallly miss my dad.
I’m done being treated like the stupid girlfriend that stays around when she knows that she’ll never matter.
I hate the word single, so we’ll just say i’m laying low for awhile.
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