Long story short, I needed a partner in crime... The crime of being different... A protector, a mediator between myself and the rest of the world.... From the looks of it... I might as well win the lottery.
I mean... It is statistically possible. 🤷🏼♀️
Or say yes to a beloved friend's proposal, get married and move to England forever.
Oh Gosh... History repeated... Me following on my grandmother's footsteps....
Omg... Literal chills...
She was younger than me Universe... I don't know if I can take any of this....
I've been battered to the ground...
I stand before God as the most tired I have ever been.
I need a vacation.
In fact I need 400 of them.
I mean, also a forever vacation sounds very enticing at this point.
I'm so tired...
I guess we all die for one reason or another one day...don't we...
We all die trying for something...
How incredibly stupid of us...
On the other hand...
It's not like the man I write all my poems for, will even miss me...
He apparently hates my guts
So maybe I could give it a go...
I only want peace at this point...
(Arguably the next best most difficult thing in the world right after mutual, unbreakable, fiery, undeniable true love...)
Reality is BORING , plain AND unseasoned like boiled chicken breast!
Booooo!!! Go awaaaayyyyyy!!!
Anyway...
The bottom line is.... Dear self, maybe let's get used to the forever terrors of never fitting in with this system, or with life in general until we perish. ✌🏻
It's a simple concept really in all it's unfathomable cruelty and terror.
How fun. 🎢
So much to look forward to.
Yey.🎉
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