i've had it.
too much of a reminder it was (this being a random blog post of a random aquaintance)
and i give up
i'm telling you,
i completely and utterly give up.
no more guy things
and random flings
running mascara from self-piteous tears
I haven't the time, space or energy.
go away, you bad memories you!
Stop haunting me in my bare-wakefulness
I hate you, don't you see?
Thought i could love you but your memory irks me no end.
more than the last, if you must know.
Go away, because i don't want to remember.
i hate that,
there's come to be quite a few things about myself that i'd rather not remember.