I am still at work because if I go home I just have to spend time with myself, and try as I might, I just can't grow to like that guy. Better to dust and tidy the racks than whatever else might come.
Some serious self hatred going on right now.
As I once wrote, is it the loneliness that's killing me, or the fact that I keep asking, is it the loneliness that's killing me?
I was smart once, and on the ball. Now I am dumb with unfocused anger. Better to truly embrace what you have become, or dream of what you might have been?
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