I noticed to be changed.
I feel like a stupid spoiled child.
now I want the egg and the hen tomorrow. I know this is impossible and stupid.
yet knowing that it is stupid, I wish with my whole being.
mentally I'm regressing.
regress back to a stage that is most backward of psychic development.
In my head I idealized my ideal man. Nothing could do more wrong.
I built around a castle where you can take refuge and dream.
Only this castle made of cardboard ... and just dreams.
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