April92011
so you wake up alone and remember that alone is normal.
and then it hits you even harder than before.
why does everyone treat me like im disposable.
when did another person become disposable.
i mean i guess that was always the way it was.
but it just seems that things ought to have changed.
so many years have gone by but the situations still seem to be the same fucking stagnant clusterfuck.
i wish i had someone.
but at this point that seems as likely to happen as me acquiring a unicorn.
so i guess the quest for something else has to start.
