Do you ever get the illegitimate feeling that you might have missed your own birthday? I have to come to realize my lack of coherence, as far as what month, date or day it is - ever. I literally was just sitting here, pondering whether or not my birthday has passed. Though, I can always leave it up to my mother to call me and start singing over the phone.
I found out that he is engaged.
I've found that it provides a bit of closure
even though I haven't been too broken
lately.
I need to stop overreacting towards people
that I want to keep in my life.
and I need to stop having the need to know
what people are doing with themselves
once they are not in my life anymore.
He will never let me in again.
And I no longer need to cope.
Isn't it a bit creepy what the internet can do? I am perfectly capable of stalking the shit out of someone.
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