Sadness man

The reason for many of these posts has decided that she can no long play the muse in my little one man show. I'm almost positive why, and I'm to the point of hurt numbness that I don't care. (This is momentary). I lapsed into some kind of immature, terrifying version of myself circa 2000 when I was a child (practically) and became amazingly co-dependant. This is SCARY. Not in a leechy way, and I must say, excuse me Miss "I'm too scared to fall in love, so I'll run away instead" some of us have an ability to fall, hard, fast and happily.

OH, god barf.




Flowers die too. Today is a great day... ha.