I need the following things: Pajamas. A bucket of ice for my head. To light some candles. The nuzzle of a warm cat. A depressant of some sort. Maybe in the form of a dirty martini. That I can throw in the face of the JERK WHO IS KEEPING MY SIM CARD HOSTAGE. I sold…
Tag: sadness
A moment. In time.
THE moment. The moment you tell someone you’re doing something and you realize that you’re lying to yourself. Somehow, hearing yourself say what you’re going to do brings lucidity on some level. Ideas, at times, could go either way. They could either be good ideas or bad ideas. Once you explain it to someone else,…