nothing to do but write'



nothing to do but right


its valentines day


yet again, another year of dry dick for ya boi


whoopee


its not even about vakentines day


its about the fact that i feel hurt


i feel like no one ever wants to get close to me


i feel like frankenstein


i feel like prometheus


i feel like the only people who get me are all not here



i dont like not being deep


i dont like being a part of the status quo


i dont like judging others


but i also dont like not getting what I want.


what can I control?


nothing.


nothing but my attitude


i can control that


i feel unrealized


i feel as if i am not here


i feel as if everybody has an easier time than me



but these are all follish thoughts and feelings


but that doesnt mean i dont want to, or have to, feel them


the whole point of feelings is to play the fool


and then realize, that playing the fool is both boring and destructive


and then u stop


attaching your whole life 

to your thoughts and feelings


and then you say this

i am


but GODDAMMIT AM I THIRSTY FOR LOVE


whenever it shows, it always goes





i dont know why

m

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