i'm not sure what's happening to me. i've got a feeling that i know why ... lack of activity, lack of involvement, lack of fun ... i mean ... i'm not even forty and i'm feeling like a toy left on the shelf. i feel like i should go get my slippers and put my feet up in front of the TV until the reaper decides it's time to move on.
Is this all i am? Is this all i'm worth? Is this all i mean to anybody? i'm a transsexual; that's enough to keep anyone well away from me. Time to wake up. There is no knight in shining armour for this worthless wench. God ... do me a favour ... shoot me now.
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