A Love Entry.

Is there such thing as a one-sided love?

Because for me, I fall in love with the relation between two lovers. Falling in love with someone who isn't remotely interested in you is a waste of time. Don't tell me you love me when I haven't loved you. Don't tell me you love me when you barely know me. Leave me alone. Don't love me. 

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No Gloves.

"Why are your hands always so cold?"

"It's snowing outside."

"Why do you put them on my back?"

"It's warm."

"What about when you place them on my neck?"

"You're warm."

He retreated and held my hands delicately in his. As we kissed he pulled my arms around his waist, and put his own around the contour of my jaw. 

"Where are the warmest parts on my body?" 

"Your armpits."

"I'm too ticklish. Where else?"

"Your mouth."

"Did you wash your hands before climbing in bed?"

"Between your legs."

He smiled. 

No more questions. 

It was very warm. 

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Knocked.

This isn't the first time I've let my momentum get the better of me. Isn't the first time I interrupted someone, stopping their thought process, changing it completely. Isn't the first time I sat outside, waiting for the answer to the question that was posed. Isn't the first time I was let down when the response never came. 

I should have let you finish. I should have let you speak. I should have stopped, stayed patient, waited, but I didn't. It hurts. I never wait. I always dive in. I never gave you a chance. I never gave you a fucking chance, and in turn, ruined my own chances. 

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Pathetic.

I need to stop pleading for people to not leave me alone. 

I need to stop begging for people to keep caring about me. 

I need to be giving them a reason to stay. 

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The Game.

Dear number ten,

You may have had a head start, but I'm playing now. It's been less time yet we're tied at nine to nine. So don't be placing your bets just yet. I will not fall that easily. 

-Your biggest competitor

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Adopted.

How can you call this a family when there are members being neglected and uninformed? The hypocricy within this group makes me want to withdraw completely. Fuck my bitterness. 

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Amateurs.

I remember in junior high we would always try to hold hands under the desk.

But it never worked out because we were both right handed.  

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Achopstick.

Social media allowed a new follower.

Uppidy is his last name.

Soon he responded with a witty line.

Hush! I say as my stomach roared.

Inspired and also hungry I became.

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Vocabulary.

There is no need to remind me of how well you are doing.

I can already see my influence in her voice. 

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The beginning.

I'm not sure of the approach I will take with this blog. 

All I know is that it's late and I have better things to do

But right now the only thing that has my attention is a craving for strong liquor. 

I want to drink alcohol,

And write.

And laugh,

And write.

And cry,

And write.

And write.

And write.

And write. 

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