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Aug 16, 2012, 07:18 AM
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And the rain comes down for days…it never goes up makes me wonder why words like ‘downpour’ exist?...you know what I mean?
And my wardrobe has coat hangers for 10 people space for 15 I live alone whats the deal with that?...I only wear two or three things
…eating out has too many options just shove the entrée on the maincourse and screw it! Pour icecream over the damn lot!....thanks
I browse the shampoo shelf looking for something under 5 bucks that makes bubbles and smells good but nearly get ejected from the supermarket for swearing about it!...if I was a real cracker I could tell you there are 86 shampoos there….guess I am a real cracker and I just did tell you.
The judge says I need help so sends me to counselling….substance abuse woman, anger management guy, borderline personality specialists….later: I get confused, abuse some more substances wind up angry in a cop car after borderline suicide.
I turn on the tele I can’t hear the voices the dialogue the plot there is way too much ******** sound in the background. …and when I do hear the voices it’s tragedy the slightest tragedy in amongst all the beauty in the world and they put it on! DAMN IT!
…I became nervous about being in the crowds I tried so hard the anxiety turned into complete mal-adjustment.
I became confident about my existence I failed to care enough to exist….and nearly died.
Love hit me so suddenly I didn’t fall I simply fell over I hated how that hurt! Cos it was a collision unlike anything…my heart broke during 5 minutes of truth and 20 years of lies never made a difference ...
And the rain still falls and it’s marvellous there is nothing more beautiful than the clear crisp repetition of raindrops on the roof on my body if I dare on my soul. Nothing more beautiful than the darkness with rain during sadness and depression and mood overkill.
Helps a person think
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