so lately, i've been thinking a lot. and it doesn't bother me
anymore. i've desensitized myself to it. not that i'm happy about it,
but i've got to the point where i don't care anymore. which is one of
the better things to happen to me lately. not to say life has been a
shit-hole like last month.
i'm also back to that place where i was longer ago, when i was just
content with nothing. i've floated back to a previous addiction to soak
up all my brain time, but that's just b/c of the holiday season. i'm not
hurt by it, either, just wishful thinking and fond memories. but right
now, i'd rather not be any place else.
my head cold is subsiding, and as strange as it may sound, being sick
has caused a form of clarity to rise in my way of thinking, and that's
just plain good timing. but i still hate the germs and strains of cold,
b/c suffering them is annoying and inconvenient, not to say i haven't
counted my blessings already.
and to those clever few, fuck you, b/c i'm better off without the
mucky shit you try and use to weigh me down. fucking brain games and
lies. what a couple of assholes.
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