It’s almost four, but it feels like 10.
Where do I live?…. 0_0
Welcome me back, Chicago.
You seem to be more interested in using me…..
…Using me as a mean and not an end.
….Don’t use me, but make me feel needed. Okay?
It doesn’t work well when you give me a “job”….
doesn’t can’t won’t work.
Nice to feel myself moving on.
For how long? Who knows…
With who? I know…
sort of….I do.. kinda
Because why?….I was tired of waiting on
Handshakes and subtle winks,
I’m getting over you.
it’s pretty cool.
Let’s shake hands on it.
I saw nothing…
….remembered even less.
I left my phone at home.
Didn’t miss any calls….no text messages so it was good where it was…
So, I guess we’re good where we are….
Be nice to me, Tumblr. Prepare for mayhem. K. Thanks. Bye.