It's the "couple season" again.... the season where everyone seems to have someone...it's kinda like being in a perpetual freak show full of Siamese Twins. Oh, I'm sorry...did that sound mean? Like I care what YOU think!
Frankly, it's disgusting to see simpering parasites and their imagined simbiosis cos frankly, no relationship is without some sort of parasite be it emotional, physical or mental. It ranges from emo support to money. *rollz eyes*
Like whatever.
A year ago, during this "season" I was hoping so desperately to be a part of it. Kinda like a duck desperately wishing to be in the wild during Open Season. How stupid. Well, this duck is now a heck of a lot smarter. Simply put, this season I no longer feel the need to belong...I simply feel sick when I see all the shweet shweet couples. I wanna slap them and make them see what they have is mostly a charade on one person's part. Bah!
Did that sound kinda bitter? It's an emotion that kinda came up when I was ruminating over some stuff during one of my silent moments....
Silent moments are dangerous when coupled with rock songs...
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