Yet again success has eluded me. Like sand through the cracks in my fingers it fell away one grain at a time. I did all I could but that didn't matter. Others, whom the unjust gods of my world have seemed to smile upon, found a bounty in their lives, as well as lightened loads.
There has been much envy this day. Close to the point of personal destruction. Delivering one's wrath upon objects in proximity was also considered. It still enrages the heart and mind when looking out of this ditch. All that I feel I have left is the ability to wallow in what accompanies me.
Now the strange place that also resides with me is a new one. It's a trial and error sort of thing but has so far been successful. However I do feel that there are bounds that have been stepped across or flat out broken and this doesn't sit well with me. Proper precautions have to be taken but what could they be?
As for now, rest. It's a final escape from this wretched day and month which has been dubbed, Gaypril for the amount of faggotry that has gone on.
A Strange Place huh?
ReplyDeleteIts newness and interesting qualities have made it strange to be in it. Although I do not regret finding myself there.
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