Wednesday
A bad week
He e-mailed. Another bunch of old blame. Same old story. Same old choice of abusive foul language. Same hatred.
Then I went out. Had an excellent night. Met a 21 y old German dude who claims to sell helicopters. Whatever.
Spend my night talking to the one I had a crush on since I was 15. Thank god he was cute. Because I couldn't stop thinking that he was killing my buzz.
Then, I got in the car - got mugged and beaten with a steering lock. A girl cannot be alone anywhere anymore.
And now, he's back in my head. You mess up my mind - same abusive choice of language, same set of blame, same set of questions. And when I told him doesn't know what love is. He's drug kicked in - though in the corner of my mind - ITS all drama - he is just being tragic. But he crept in, and now he is gone again. Stupid lil me. When will I ever see
So, Im back here again. Trying to exhale-
xoxo
Rollo Tomassi



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