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It ponders my mind on how one little minor comment could strike an OhSoStressful "conversation".As much of an irritation yesterday was,I let it go.For what? To have anger....or whatever it is ...trickle down to me? Fuck that.It's hard to care when it's about something so frivolous,give me something of more importance and by all means I'd give to left nuts.By me not showing high regard I have put myself on the "I don't care " list right under those "lost loves"...Well if that's how you feel......What can I tell you .

I feel so resolute .I know, I shouldn't but some sort of blockade prevents me from completely submerging myself in this blissful .....I don't even know what to call it.Not because I'm lost for words because Kiani (that would be me) is never that,but because there isn't a word that describes what I have.Sweet right?
So why do I feel so doubtful? Probably because I'm set on it eventually being gone.I guess I've become so accustomed to building a wall before someone else can hurt me further .What I'm realizing is that it's endangering everything .If it's there why question it? I really can't answer that.

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