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Nowadays, I am a particularly content person. I write, I study, I watch, I socialise (but only on Wednesdays) and I am alone. I have officially finished with the nasty business of a relationship, in fact, I don't think I'm relationship material at all. All in all, I'm okay with where I am in life. But at night, I have to close my bedroom door. I have to close it as soon as I turn out the lights, so the ghosts of my past regrets don't come sneaking in and come creeping into my head while I sleep. I must keep them out of me, it's not my fault you see. I tried so hard to help them all but I'm not as strong as I seem. I accept my life of sin and solitude. I'm happy this way, honestly, it's the truth. You have to believe me, you must.
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
The Curse of having a Memory
Nowadays, I am a particularly content person. I write, I study, I watch, I socialise (but only on Wednesdays) and I am alone. I have officially finished with the nasty business of a relationship, in fact, I don't think I'm relationship material at all. All in all, I'm okay with where I am in life. But at night, I have to close my bedroom door. I have to close it as soon as I turn out the lights, so the ghosts of my past regrets don't come sneaking in and come creeping into my head while I sleep. I must keep them out of me, it's not my fault you see. I tried so hard to help them all but I'm not as strong as I seem. I accept my life of sin and solitude. I'm happy this way, honestly, it's the truth. You have to believe me, you must.
Recently, I've been questioning why I'm happy and I think it's because I'm not used to being happy that I'm refusing to allow myself to really endorse the feeling. Either that or I'm only pretending to be happy
draciidroo
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
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