Sunday, 8 November 2015

I Was Languishing, Unpublished, In The Draft Box Of An Unread Blog

I slumbered in. Sunk in. Withdrew and threw insults at every single cunt I knew. Skittish and afraid, all of them I forbade from coming to my door. Dealing with people I hated was such a chore, but the people I liked? Somehow so much more.

1 comment:

  1. And the award for the best title of the month goes to...