The difference between you and me
baby
is I get fucked up when I'm alone
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Did I ever tell you I stopped eating
when you stopped
calling me
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In a way I guess it's how I've been feeling this whole weekend. I try to be that positive life-affirming guy everybody loves to love, but occasionally these dark patches cloud my heart. Well, actually it's my stomach, that where I do my feeling, and I have an acid war going on. I just can't seem to handle loneliness that well. Not when I haven't chosen it myself. Tonight I will try to combat this with some cookie-baking and further reading (Currently "The Contortionists Handbook" by ..some guy).
Godspeed
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