the M word

i was about to write a post on something, er someone… his stench stuck to my mind, i tried to rid it with a full bath but it didn’t work at all…

i was about to write a post on something, er someone… he doesn’t care a bit and i adored every moment i writhe in annoyance at his display of charming coldness…

i was about to write a post on something, er someone… he wanted everything i thought i was giving him but it wasn’t enough…

i was about to write a post on something, er someone… his quirky smile is all i think about and it burns every creativity and intelligence i used to have…

i hate the idea of  writing a post for someone who doesn’t want to hate me… when that would be the best consolation…

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