May 19, 2012

I don’t know what’s going on.

***

I am like a bat, minus the
echolocation.

Drunk men will chat you up
if they think you have a smoke.

***

Depression is not looking forward
to anything. If you’re
depressed, why keep living?

The knowledge that something
other than the present exists
fuels you, or it should.

I must remind myself of the
future more often.

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