There is war in my head
always messing up with assholes
why the fuck???
It makes me angry
I don't have big dreams
or romantic dreams or any fucking bullshit
I just want to fuck, and fuck with somebody who can fly
with me if we fly or at least who can laugh about the frustration of not flying
Last week I had three lovers,
bad lovers, I couldn't trust any of them
and on way I meant to dump them, but on a way I wanted them
so I was there
Now they have gone
I guess I was the bad lover
fuck love
everything seems so bullshit in this sunday that I did so many things
so great things, I run for 40 minutes, I felt my legs light
blood pumping up my veins
then I came home I did some work
I rode my bike along the downtown heritage trail
i visit a couple places
prepare the class for tomorrow, dinner,
Jumping at Peaches concert
making out on a bike
rode my bike home with a knot in my stomach
feeling sick
stupid
dumb
why feeling that way
just by the time I walk through my room's door
the cell phone ringing
I knew exactly why
who
not going to hold it
but I did
and confirm my certainity
of emptiness
"something is missing" she said
I've got it
when you prefer to get drunk with your friend
not inviting me to go
obviously "something is missing"
fuck bullshit
fuck
I need a haircut
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