It's cold and dark and I am cold and dark. I want to not be here right now. I want to find that guy and I want to cuddle with him and kiss him and breath him in. Which guy? I'm not picky. Well, maybe I am. There are a couple guys that I wouldn't mind spending a day like that with. I just want a little love, is that so wrong? And that is why I am an asshole. Judge me... go ahead. I deserve it. I need an artistic outlet. I need to cook or take photographs or sing. I keep realizing how important those types of things are in my life. I need to be with someone who appreciates them and can understand why I want to cry when I see something like the movie Dolls (most beautiful movie, visually, that I've ever seen) or this dance... ok, so the dance does way more than bring tears to my eyes. Can you say amazing? Ugh. Sigh. Dreary Mondays depress the hell out of me.
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