I Do Not Need Pity, I Just Need To Vent
I hallucinate. More so when I'm dealing with a lot of stressful situations.
I'm home alone - Im almost always alone. I just listened to a ranty conversation between some guy who loved his pie and very passionately informed his, what I assume to be, mother about how she can never stop their love. I'd like to say she sounded confused but she was really more about being against the union for the sake of the children. Cherries should never have to witness such un-healthy relationships. She knows they have not yet left the tree but someday they would see him for what he was. A pie lover. and Pie is not about love, but about chemistry and being sold to rubes.
And then I went back into my room, where i hide on days like this. Where the silence makes too much noise.
I'm home alone - Im almost always alone. I just listened to a ranty conversation between some guy who loved his pie and very passionately informed his, what I assume to be, mother about how she can never stop their love. I'd like to say she sounded confused but she was really more about being against the union for the sake of the children. Cherries should never have to witness such un-healthy relationships. She knows they have not yet left the tree but someday they would see him for what he was. A pie lover. and Pie is not about love, but about chemistry and being sold to rubes.
And then I went back into my room, where i hide on days like this. Where the silence makes too much noise.
