Entering the sixteenth month
There's an insane kind of fury when you need or want to be left alone and someone is always on you, annoying you, needing your attention, being all over you. There's a sense of claustrophobia that I can understand Pese a bit better now and maybe forgive her for. But I was never like that.
She obscures at least 40 degrees of my limited arc view, and always needs my attention, always in face goddamn face. Because she's always afraid of losing me, she drives me away with her neediness. She needs me for pointless reasons and can't even just enjoy my presence. She always wants to do stuff when I don't want to and those activities always seem to require my presence. She demands, she needs and she expects and it drives me insane. She talks about me - about how good I am - advertising me to her friends at work and that pisses me off even more. I get the irrational urge to fuck one of her hot bosses or maybe that gorgeous brunette Vicki just to shut her stupid deluded comments up. I'm constantly required for her family do's for which there are birthdays, Christmas and housewarmings, all because she wants to and suddenly are impossible without me. There are times when I'm so sick of this shit. I don't think its me who has the problem anymore. If she can't stand being alone, not being wanted, being insecure then maybe she could bloody realise that a darkness inside is never solved with other people, other things and other activities. Its between you and you and leave me out of it.
She obscures at least 40 degrees of my limited arc view, and always needs my attention, always in face goddamn face. Because she's always afraid of losing me, she drives me away with her neediness. She needs me for pointless reasons and can't even just enjoy my presence. She always wants to do stuff when I don't want to and those activities always seem to require my presence. She demands, she needs and she expects and it drives me insane. She talks about me - about how good I am - advertising me to her friends at work and that pisses me off even more. I get the irrational urge to fuck one of her hot bosses or maybe that gorgeous brunette Vicki just to shut her stupid deluded comments up. I'm constantly required for her family do's for which there are birthdays, Christmas and housewarmings, all because she wants to and suddenly are impossible without me. There are times when I'm so sick of this shit. I don't think its me who has the problem anymore. If she can't stand being alone, not being wanted, being insecure then maybe she could bloody realise that a darkness inside is never solved with other people, other things and other activities. Its between you and you and leave me out of it.