Scratch that.

That last post?

Yep, just imagine you never saw it. Or, for a more cathartic result, mentally scrunch it up into a ball, crush it all rough-like, and then throw it as far as you can out into the middle of the lake.
But then imagine it’s made out of bread or something so the fishies have some benefit from it. Cause I’m so not into litter. And maybe chuck a heap of rocks in after it, break it up a bit and make sure it really does sink, taking your optimism and positivity and belief that you were in fact in control of your own life and sending it thudding to the bottom. Never to be revisited. (Maybe not never but I’m prone to overdramatisation, and I’m pretty gutted right now.)

Fuckin’.

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