My mother started crying when I called her today. This is a glimpse of my future, as I have regretfully submitted to the fact that I am a copy of her and will be doomed to her fate.
My entire life has been a pattern of loving people who will never want me, and of giving to people who wouldn't notice if I disappeared tomorrow. & I will repeat this cycle until one day I stop living. I'm convinced that nothing in this life can captivate me enough to distract from that bitter truth. The road from now until then is just a series of minutes being pissed away, and fuck the lot of them who can't understand this, I don't feel like explaining it to anyone.
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