Hello again,
I don’t know whether it is better to write when I want to, or wait to see you. But I am giving it a go tonight.
I feeeeel like chatting to you is why.
I am at the pub.… Read the rest
Personal blog
Hello again,
I don’t know whether it is better to write when I want to, or wait to see you. But I am giving it a go tonight.
I feeeeel like chatting to you is why.
I am at the pub.… Read the rest
It feels dangerous to admit that I care,
About your behaviour on my blogs.
I am alone in the vulnerability.
And maybe that will never change.
I should contemplate that fact,
Along with the reminder that one day I will be dead,
Every morning,
Before this circus begins.… Read the rest
Counter-intuitively, it feels that maybe talking about us is just going to repeatedly end in tears.
At least that is what I am wondering right now.
But that begs the question – what direction could this content take?
I am just so washed out tonight.… Read the rest
I feel like I want to climb into my shell,
And stay there for the evening.
It feels less and less safe to open up.
And perhaps you’re right – it was someone else from Austria saying those interesting things.
Who knows what any of you were saying about anything.… Read the rest
I think it wasn’t you visiting from Austria.
Hell, this place makes me feel bad sometimes.
Do I not have better things to do than analyse whether you did or did not respond to what I said?
It feels rather unworkable.… Read the rest
Sorry, it feels like I have been complaining a lot lately.
I guess I am just trying to work out how to move forward with this in a way that does not make a mess of my head.
The obvious conclusion is that trying to connect with someone who wants to have a conversation in this way is a complete waste of my time and energy.… Read the rest
I am not sure if those visits from Austria were you,
And it feels humiliating to even suppose that they were.
Before I can comment I need to get past my very uncomfortable reaction to that kind of ambiguity.
It feels like ice cracking in my head today!… Read the rest
Ouch…
Could it get any worse?
I feel so disconnected from this person, so removed from reality with them. It feels so awkward, like pieces that won’t fit.
And I keep pouring energy into it.
That much becomes noticeable after a break.… Read the rest
The truth of the matter is that after analysing some data,
I can’t be sure in any way about which visits come from Turtle,
And which do not.
It was grounds for dissolution in 2017,
This idea that I am connected to a bot.… Read the rest
I am not sure about too much with regards to this connection at the moment,
But I know that I don’t want to keep flip flopping.
It isn’t fair.… Read the rest