Saturday, 4 June 2011
Needing.
I’ve always been a bit of a stranger to needing people. It’s happened once or twice, but it’s a rare event. I hate needing a person and I hate being needed. But sometimes it just happens. Sometimes I really need a person, and it’s always then that they choose to be absent. That pisses me off. So I’m pissed off at the moment. Do excuse the language.
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2 comments:
same.a little.
Brief. Very. Hope you're well, Carms.
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