I can't stop looking at this stupid fucking photograph. After the sort of weekend, this is the last thing I should be looking at. But since last week, I keep coming back and back and back. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Lonesome appears to be an incurable state. I'm afraid I will never, ever know someone again and they will never know me. But fuck this. Fuck that. One more time. Just one more time.
My Last Song to Jenny.
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