My future which seemed so close is being rewriten by some morbid hack. I wanted the Daniele Steel novel not Edgar Allen Poe disaster. But the fates have something else in store for me.
My love life is in absolute shambles. I met the perfect girl. We fell in love. Moved in together. Fell deeper in love. Made plans. Lots of plans. Beautiful plans. But now the love has grown sick and is dying slowly. Decaying from the inside. It is on a steady decline. Heading south. Last legs.
I had our childrens names chosen out. I had dreams of rocking chairs. Such an illusion. So outside of my reach.
My best friends have all moved away. I am alone, all alone.
bummer huh!? yeah but i am a tough cookie. i will end up on top. i always do.
My love life is in absolute shambles. I met the perfect girl. We fell in love. Moved in together. Fell deeper in love. Made plans. Lots of plans. Beautiful plans. But now the love has grown sick and is dying slowly. Decaying from the inside. It is on a steady decline. Heading south. Last legs.
I had our childrens names chosen out. I had dreams of rocking chairs. Such an illusion. So outside of my reach.
My best friends have all moved away. I am alone, all alone.
bummer huh!? yeah but i am a tough cookie. i will end up on top. i always do.
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