I tend to fall into these little black holes of emotion from time to time (at least twice a month) where I don't want to care about anybody and don't understand why anyone would care about me.
I don't want to be friends. I don't want to be lovers. I don't want to talk to you, no matter who you are. I just want to be alone. I like being alone. Prefer it, even when I can't stand myself.
Long frozen winter walks and a breadcrumb trail consisting of cigarette butts and dirty kleenex.
Thank God I only have to work three days this week.
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