angriness

Emotionally. carried on with methods that brought me to a breaking point. Misstepped, look silly, worse being silly. Not silly but said. With reason to feel pain but distributing it wrong. Pulling on strings that dont really look attached anymore. Reminiscent of a time I ran great lengths to find out nothing was at the end of one rope. Whats got tangled? Charge that rod up with breakdown and reassembly. Restate your assumptions. There is nothing to be done for the last one I held so dearly now. Not right now, maybe never. Hurts dearly, but just because you stop paying for what you got doesnt mean that you wont pay again later. Was forgotten. Some are saying keep the faith alive.

Whats positive. Wheres a half filled glass. If I cannot turn around the attitude I will need professionals to attend to this avulsion of reason. Without so many fool outlets I would surely have grown up and fucked some slut long ago. Write here write nothing over and over in six different places. Get feedback like this is disorganized. I had a strong suit before that was dedication. Without that Im sunk and linked to it by steel chain is positivity. Only to survive by increasing the percentage of thoughts that are not negative. How. Effort. How.

keeping mad busy. Telling a father more that comes to mind. Plan a location change. Make this space a little more wideview and task oriented. No the task will no longer be fretting on female memory and hope. Thats not a muthafuckin job nor hobby I can handle.

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK

Hardly a positive bit. Wheres that you were looking for. Sleep to dream and hold fear under your bed. Fears for nothing close to seeing her smile. She can smile and you can love it even if she never knows more.