does anyone ever think about that time?

you know what time i'm talking about.

the time you had a chance. the time where you could at least see normal. where the future of it was in your line of sight - at the very least perhaps you could at least see the pure possibility of it.

when did you turn your back on it? sometimes it's more voluntary than others - but we all did.

we all turned our back on it.

and why?

i feel a sick pleasure in driving by boyfriend away.

because then i can indulge. the way i have missed for so long...

starving + bleeding