it seems that i alternate between two states exclusively: melancholy and bitchiness
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Day Fifty Three, Fifty Four, Fifty Five and Fifty Six
The more I give, the more I expect back. The stakes are high and the dividends are high too, but if I get them or not depends on him. He's not in a position to give back, so the only way to look after myself is just to stop giving so much. If I don't have those expectations, then I won't get hurt so easily. Of course, such resolutions are always made in the morning after making an ass out of oneself and by nightfall, it all starts to unravel, leaving only the little self respect I have for myself disappearing like the sunlight.
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