Humans are very fragile creatures. When they get scared, they lie. The only person whose behavior we can control is our own, yet we get angry and frustrated, like children, if we don’t get our way. Instead of just moving on and letting go, we let the past affect the present. Nobody is perfect, yet somehow we expect our lovers to quietly be. It’s madness.
Come See Me…
But please don’t
If you’re at work, work. I get so tired of dudes talking to me while they are supposed to be at work but don’t have nothing to say after work when they are supposed to be free and available. Can’t none of yall tell me you’re busy at work anymore because all that really means is busy flirting with birds they don’t ever plan to meet.
Come See Me…
But please don’t
Humans are trash fires lol I don’t think at this point I’m built for long term romantic entanglements because it’s just… not for me, sadly. Being married didn’t work, dating around sucks, casual fucking sucks, sharing sucks, prostitutes are expensive and sketchy and they don’t feel anything for you and you have no idea who a person is really thinking about when they are spraying you with cum. I’m very glad I live 2K miles away from the monster because otherwise I can’t promise I wouldn’t have done something low class and revengeful. Over it. 😤
Come See Me…
But please don’t
However I’m always going to try to find the bright side- my art gets better when I’m having big emotions. The monster is not someone I ever want taking up space in my life again but he is definitely a muse, I’ve blogged, drawn, painted, and wrote a couple of song choruses. That’s money. If I can figure out how to get that hit of inspiration without him or drugs, that would be superb.
Ignore Me
But please don’t
Might as well… https://books2read.com/b/me9PpR
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 