Dear you, I cannot do this. We cannot do this. You have successfully disarmed me, stripped me naked. With what and how, I honestly don’t know. The last few nights have left me utterly overwhelmed. Vulnerable. I’m scared shitless. Perhaps you think nothing of it; I don’t know what you’re thinking, really. But before this [...]
Like so many before you, and perhaps, after you, I thought you fancied me, and perhaps, loved me a little. exempli gratia (you came to me wounded, almost broken. i wanted to fix you, but before I was done, you cowardly return to the one whom you fled from in the first place.) (you attempted [...]
I noticed that I write between finished accounts and new ones. I simply cannot distract myself during an ongoing project. Perhaps that’s just how I operate. Like a horse. Lately though, I have been in such a lull that it took me quite some time to snap out of it. Spacing out between meetings, sleeping [...]
