this is how this plays out

[hightekvagabond]

You see my posts on facebook saying that I'm unhappy but you don't say anything because in this world everyone is unhappy.

I remember the taste of the barrel of a gun in my mouth.

You remind me that life is hard.

I say I just want a partner.

You remind me that there are no partners.

I remember the taste of the barrel of a gun in my mouth.

You remind me that the world requires each of us to be alone.

I ask that my world not be that way.

You suggest that I be more realistic.

Nothing is more realistic than the taste of gun oil.