i'm often overwhelmed as a whole by the emotional response i have when witnessing another person's emotional waves of change, and the overall suspense of wanting and not wanting them to break breaks me
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stupid. worked for the last six hours being bored, and annoyed, and sad, and wondering, and impatient. partially interrupted by laughter. temporarily OK. but there are many things. many heavy things.
i am going to go to work now again. for four hours. of tired.
i'm so excited to sleep tonight, against my pillow that smells like warmth.
I woke up today with one arm. The other rested casually above my head, a casualty. A sleeping giant, heavier than life. I picked up my arm and cradled it close. My blood was pumping so hard.
I have two arms again, good thing, and also I have two legs, just in case there was ever any concern.
what do you do with a broken heart that keeps on breaking and a give and taker that keeps on taking eyes without sockets photoless lockets and a smile that is only faking.
i thought i would sleep this day away, but something woke me. i'm worried about something, but i paid all my bills on time, it's august now, but what the hell do i care. that means nothing.