Curled away

i'm not really sure why it hurts as much as i don't want it to.

it's just sort of painful seeing that picture of reese and ariel making out.

old quote i wrote--
"anyone can take away the only people i want in life."

this is an A class example.

it's not heartbreaking.

it's not pulsating in my throat.

it's like a little prick in my finger.

but those little pricks have been coming excessively lately to the point where it's just like laying in a field with little needles poking at your neck and shoulders and skin.




everything just hurts in the smallest yet worst ways possible.

i am a plain fucking Virgo Bitch.


another prick in back of my head:

during winter, when it was grey,

i'd text reese and we'd talk about the rain that was pouring down that moment.

she'd say "i want you in my bed"

and i'd say ditto.

and we'd smile and flirt and make Plans.



today i told her winter went by way too quickly, and that spring could "eat a deck."

her reply was "yeah right! the rain pisses me off."


that's what hurt.

how our past has become something she hates.


People Are Fucked Sideways.

Xxx