Sticky Beak
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The Skinny
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...life in small Northern towns, working for assholes, boys who refuse to become men, synthetic personalities, anorexic models and their link to emotional scarring, bad marijuana trips, crazies on BC Transit, beer, piece of shit cars, living out of a suitcase paycheck to paycheck, unrequited love, Seinfeld, minimum-wage jobs, broken New Year�s resolutions, and over-limit Visa accounts.
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where do i go from here? I can't think of a single thing to write about that might be even remotely interesting. All I can think about is her. How badly I want to talk to her. I keep forgetting that she isn't here anymore, that I can't call her... can't hear her voice anymore... can't feel her love. All I can do is sit here and cry, hyperventilating at my computer. The world doesn't want to hear about it. No one wants to know how hollow it is here without her. They don't want to listen to me bemoan her absence or how I feel orphaned now that she's gone. I'm so tired of crying, so try to avoid thinking about her.. about "it". Push it to the back as much as possible, and when I feel "it" coming on, quickly change gears, redirect my attention to something else. anything to avoid the realization that she's gone. but then that reality crashes down on me and i wonder... where do i go from here? |