There is a part of me that isn't human. A part of me that aches to "go home." To wherever my soul comes from. I have never felt like a person. I've never really felt like I belonged on Earth. This makes me wonder if that part of me that isn't human had a purpose on the plane that I'm no longer on, like my soul wants to go back to work. But I'm here
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No matter what it was, you explained it perfectly. I love your natural poetry.
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The decision...hm. Well I'll put it in simple terms; you haven't met him but I decided to "mess around" with a guy I know but do not have feelings for. It was a manifestation of irritation and impatience and curiosity. But it ended badly and now I feel ashamed and dirty. I'm not proud of it, and I wish it would just go away but because he's friends with my friends I can't just tell him to not come over. He's planning on bringing a girl he likes over tomorrow, a girl from class. I plan to be out of the house because even with her and Toby I will still feel this horrid awkwardness that I hate so much. So I'll just remove myself from the situation altogether.
On the plus side, I'm writing a novel.
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And best of luck with your novel. I am excited! I hope I am given special access (aka pre-reads) like before. ;)
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And if you're interested; the awkwardness has been taken care of. We had a talk today and figured it out, got some stuff aired out and now it's much better and I'm happy again.
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