I wish you would move away. And change your password on things. And stop talking to the same people as me. Actually it would probably be easier if you just died. Yes, I think it would be. No more stress, or worries. Silver would move on. I just wish you would leave me to nest in my own little world. Go back home where you belong. Maybe I should be the better person and leave. Afterall, I was only here because of you. Where can I go back to? I don’t belong anywhere. You stole it all from me. Tainted with sarcastic remarks, cut-off quotes and putdowns, Guilt trips and manipulation. You did it all. I wish I hadn’t been so nice about this breakup now. You really are a faggoty maggot ridden, slime coated mound of a poor excuse for Ratshit in which holds the rabies and the black plague…
Phew, glad that’s over. Thankfully I had three calls from aspiring men.. Hold on, another call..
So many men, so many reasons to stay single. Oh wait. I’m not anymore
Yes a decision of exclusivity was made. Minus the bullshit that comes with having a ‘full on’ or full time relationship. He leaves for two weeks tomorrow. Perfect for relaxation. Besides, I am over the life I maintained for a short period of time. The stories, amount of people/men, the laughter, the waking up moments, the drinking, the drugs, dear me, no one would ever talk to me again. Only my Gal understands. We are one of two souls. No one will understand our friendship.
I am embracing this new ‘feeling’ of being treated with respect, like a princess – no queen! I have done all to embrace bar denouncing this news my Dancer Boi.. I think he is getting the picture, my absences to his calls/texts is leaving the trail cold. I feel bad, he is too much of an awesomeness being for me to wish or grant any kind of sadness upon him. Or to leave a door behind open perhaps? Who knows, I know nothing about this life I serve. I must just idly swim through it at a pace I am most comfort with.
