पेनिस

There's a method to this madness. First, the strenuous deciphering of words reflecting thoughts of others. Then, a flash of inspiration supposedly not about her, my situation, or blandly put, love. But it's always the same.


Am I missing out?


The music calls to me again. It's been so long since I've felt this urge. It makes life seem so much bigger and manageable. As opposed to redundant fights with my mother and the urge to sleep all day. I wake up at two, wonder where my day's gone. I need a job, need a car. I never thought I'd say this but I miss guys. The illusion that girls are easier to understand is based on fact; being a girl it's obviously easier for me.

Buuuuuut. Buuuuuut!

Here comes the big but.

But it doesn't matter. I love, therefore I am. I recognize my faults, therefore I am.

I miss you. It's times like these that I realize how much I depend on you, Lucy <3