I destroy everything I love.
Or at least it seems to me that I destroy everything that I love and that loves me back. Or I destroy things I profess to love. Who can tell if I'm even capable of loving anything. I can't even be sincere anymore because everything that comes out of my mouth sounds like a lie.
At least it all seems that way to me.
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Work has been ardous and intense to say the least. It's pretty shitty to have to rely on Mother Nature to make your day better or worse. And lately she's been a bit of a shrew.
I thought I had more in me tonight, but apparently it's going to be morning too soon.
At least it all seems that way to me.
* * * *
Work has been ardous and intense to say the least. It's pretty shitty to have to rely on Mother Nature to make your day better or worse. And lately she's been a bit of a shrew.
I thought I had more in me tonight, but apparently it's going to be morning too soon.