feeling sorry for myself
Compacted shit is not nice at all. It is compact, heavy, and stinks, even through a stuffed up nose (from crying perhaps(((
I went to a wonderful art meeting tonight in the city
I felt light and young and almost care free
it didn't last
a half hour from home I felt the headache coming back
I felt the dread of dealing with the bills, the lonelyness and missing Kyle
closeness breeds contempt?
I don't know about that but it certainly seems to bring back my depression
my self pity even ?
yup I am sorry for myself that is for sure I want my boy back and I hate the world for taking him away from me
damn it all anyway