Wednesday, November 21, 2012

British Devil

I've decided to break it off with potatohead-guy (as YD likes to call the acquaintance) as soon as possible. It's becoming pretty creepy.

On a more earnest note:
I need a hug. A true bear hug. I feel like I'm breaking apart from the inside lately - slowly, slowly. Like cracked ice. And I need something - or someone - to keep me together in one piece. Or I might just disappear.

/P.

1 comment:

  1. Ripoff of my post yesterday: "I'm a bit all over the place sometimes, but as soon as I can feel someones arms around me I feel centered again. It's like when someone asks me how I am, but more supportive yet. It's like whatever it is that has a hold on me, that's choking me slowly, lets go of me and I fall into shivering pieces of myself and all I can think is how I want to be held, and never let go of." Haha ;)
    But anyhow, I'll hug you anytime =) I'm a great hugger.

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