Because work doesn't love anybody

Mar 20, 2009 00:27

I create another virtual character to talk to. And to be the one I used to be - outside, and the one I still am- inside. Thinking of when suicide can be justified and finding a lot of cases like that. Coffee only in order not to sleep and to lose the weight that makes me feel as if I were an elephant. I didn't mean to offend the animal. XDD

Work lets me be angry and senseless  - exactly what I need to survive among stupid loved ones and those who love. That condition also keeps my dog psychology on a leash - have I told I've decided to reduce the amount of real communication? It is just not to get used to people so that it wouldn't be too painful to lose them when time comes.

Can't sleep even when feel on the edge of death and exhaustion. Nightmares and.. thoughts. I feel  guilty for sleeping.
Less people, more work. That would be better. Because work doesn't love anybody.

no way out, people, work, desperation, impression, thoughts, loneliness, pain, eternal

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