Not thinking

You liar
Slide through photos of us, head down on the pillow telling myself to just sleep, sleep ignore, sleep. Tears started rolling down, soaked up the pillow, I stopped. Turned around to face the other side, clean dry surface the pillow, tears soaking it up again, Mucus running down, I got up, I saw myself in the mirror, I have never seen myself like that.
If time was back to the days, what will you do? I really miss the memories, your fingers running through my hair to put my fringe aside, teasing at a fat forehead & you smiled. I can't forget anything, I really can't.




I'm staying home to pig out, I had a hard time peeling pomelo skin.. whatever its called. My fingers are blistered & the skin is teared. It's hurting while typing. Need to get my IC done. Rylie the slacker, idiot you, I've been so down, where's everybody?

Won't the memories stop you?