Dear black goodbye
i was such a weird little girl. when we would leave (to anywhere, like mall, store, etc), i wanted to take part of my home with me so i would "take the carpet with me" the CARPET!!!??? then, my imaginary friend was ... the CARPET!! thats so strange... anyone else take to carpet with them? or have it as an imaginary friend? i would also put food in my mouth - keep it in there for HOURS - the spit it out in the corner. This one lady that watched my brother and i (all day had kids of her own) tied me to the chair because i couldnt sit still.... i was like 4!
Being Alone,
Just like them,
Being Alive,
Feeling so... DEAD.