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Thursday, Dec. 29, 2016 - 6:39 pm
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Yesterday, we bumped into my former Eng prof, and she got excited and hugged me like normal...thing is i no longer trust anyone i know. Her included. They all know i am sitting in my house, alone, or solely interacting with my bf...and not by choice. But because these people who all comment how much they like me, dont seem to in actual reality. It's like they like the idea of me...but not the actual flesh and blood incarnation.So as my bf has emained pissy and critical of me, and i am sitting in the dark livingroom, lit only by faint christmas lights, and he is in the other room being himself...i really wish i had a friend to call up and say hey, lets go out away from this shit...but i dont have that. So, i am snuggled next to his feral cat who half likes and half hates me...who hisses at me when i clean anything. Thank god for cats, even weird ones. Theyve been my only real best friends since i got sick at age 11... ~e
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