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Empty Explanations
this is where i leave you, bleed you, dry. why would i feed you? don't you know i needed you? absent of what you wanted, i just haunted. your being. i don't know what you were seeing, but it was so freeing that you were just a choice. thank you for being blind, your optimism helped me see. i could be infinitely available. you were obtainable and constant. but i lost it and found it with another, but please don't take cover. it's you i need to find. feed me, don't need me. bleed for me, leave for me so i can drag you back on a string. please come along. i know it's wrong but you're right for me, need you to breathe. you've got to die sometime and I'll be alright. you'll be out of sight and I'll just make another calculated decision with masked precision. fade away but not before my last sip. one last breath of air from your lips feed me. and free me when your dead so i can find life elsewhere.
I'm just trying to glo up so hard, satellites see me bruh. I'm trying to be super lit. Is that too much?
woke up to my mother gossiping about me. it is interesting that she can find so many things to complain about when she just referred to me as an "investment". not her daughter, not that she is invested in ME. but an investment. and that if i am not obedient she wants a return on her investment. there is so much resentment boiling in me towards my mother, but i can't get the words out half the time to express anything concerning it. it becomes more evident every day we need to be apart but she just won't realize that. religious constrictions or whatever. i just need to be away from her for a year. a solid year.
to tell you the truth, you would cry if i did.
WRITERS BLOCK
i am with every conscious effort avoiding an emotional catharsis. this i am sure is the reason for my writers block but I DO NOT feel like feeling. yeah, that is my dilemma.
It Never Ends
I regret not having achieved more by now. Maybe then I wouldn't have to be at the mercy of my mother. My life has been uprooted so many times I can't even remember certain events that have occurred over the last 10 years. After finally settling into the reality in living in a place I quite frankly am not fond of, she's ready to up and move. I just want to finish college as quickly and conveniently as possible. But just like my primary and secondary education, I'll probably be getting fucked over once again, and not graduate til I'm 40 fucking years old. I'm just really tired. It's hard to even have aspirations at this point.