… is what sort of mood I’ve been in lately. For over thirty years, I’ve thought upon my friendly local doctor. He taught me what a eustatian tube is (NB: may be spelled differently in real life)
Whatever way you want to look at it, someone pissed me off for the final time. It’s a shame really, because the other people there have been so good to me, before the system decided to void all of its contents on here
No use dwelling on it. If you know me, I float. If you hate me, I’d love to get to know you. All the good ones hate me, and it’s always for a shitty reason we could have sorted out at any time either party wants
I wish that there was some kind of way to get what you want without some knob who thinks they’re it being involved in the situation at all. Bullshit idea though, that; or anything, rather. Believe me I know … albeit quite un-necessary though
They can get rid of you for any reason they want. They have no idea that – to a certain extent – you can get rid of them. And that’s when the fun begins …
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Do you ever wonder if there is a specific plan for you, predetermined; something that you’re riding on but can’t bring yourself to get off because then the only people you love will be gone and probably forgotten about you ? I have these mad recurring dreams, some of which have come through; the rest? I wouldn’t know for shit because how are you supposed to remember and sleep at the same time?
That’s why night terrors are so horrible. You can see the people you care about, if you want. But something… something about their faces, perhaps? Not entirely sure. They just sit there watching me, or talk to me (but I’m actually just sat up in bed talking to nobody but can’t see it)
Then this morning, it woke me up a bit more than it usually does … I don’t think I will ever decide to change. One person made me want to change straight away – it was not a particularly simple change – and it was one person to change for, nobody else ever made me feel that way
Just as soon as I saw the light and began to come around … there she was. You’re never going to get that kind of love again, somehow I know it. Albeit want to be wrong as fuck. Albeit not going on shitty dating apps; a quick one will suit me just fine and I can do that on my own. Albeit want to dig it all out of my mind so that I can chill and get back to enjoying life
Whaddya reckon?
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