SICK!
Is it me or is everyone in the Free World sick? DAMN! I'm coughing up shit that's every color of the rainbow. It must be this sudden change in weather. Live in Indiana and you're subject to tornado's on thursday, rain on Friday, and Snow today. No for real, Snow...Today.
My brain is starting to ooze. I'm too busy to do anything completely. Shit, I just remember I left a load of laundry in the washing machine. I have 2 individualized support plans to develope, countless trainings to complete and a couple trips to Indianapolis to look forward to this next week.
I need a hug, but "maybe it should be one of those ass-out hugs, you know, I don't want things to get weird between us". *what the fuck am I yapping about?*
If this journal doesnt' prove that I'm sick, then I don't know what will.
JUST YESTERDAY
I walked back in the room, head down, fully expecting snickers and stares
Instead she grabbed me by the hand and quietly lead me back to where I was seated
She promised me that what was in the past everyone would forget, the sins of mine and hers
She sat next to me reassuring and gazing at the distance as if she'd seen something that she never
attempted to before. I felt her hand on my back, attached to that hand was a paper, inscribed on paper
were 2 words. Two words that warped me back to reality, the reality that she was indeed hiding two horns
and hooves, a tail and a pitch fork. She was the devil herself. I had wondered why the chuckles had turned
to full laughter she then whispered those two evil words in my ear...KICK ME! She kicked me out of the room
She kicked me out of her thoughts and she kicked me out of her life............Be-ho-tch.
girls have been doing guys wrong since kindergarden :)....But this ain't Kindergarden
My brain is starting to ooze. I'm too busy to do anything completely. Shit, I just remember I left a load of laundry in the washing machine. I have 2 individualized support plans to develope, countless trainings to complete and a couple trips to Indianapolis to look forward to this next week.
I need a hug, but "maybe it should be one of those ass-out hugs, you know, I don't want things to get weird between us". *what the fuck am I yapping about?*
If this journal doesnt' prove that I'm sick, then I don't know what will.
JUST YESTERDAY
I walked back in the room, head down, fully expecting snickers and stares
Instead she grabbed me by the hand and quietly lead me back to where I was seated
She promised me that what was in the past everyone would forget, the sins of mine and hers
She sat next to me reassuring and gazing at the distance as if she'd seen something that she never
attempted to before. I felt her hand on my back, attached to that hand was a paper, inscribed on paper
were 2 words. Two words that warped me back to reality, the reality that she was indeed hiding two horns
and hooves, a tail and a pitch fork. She was the devil herself. I had wondered why the chuckles had turned
to full laughter she then whispered those two evil words in my ear...KICK ME! She kicked me out of the room
She kicked me out of her thoughts and she kicked me out of her life............Be-ho-tch.
girls have been doing guys wrong since kindergarden :)....But this ain't Kindergarden