I do not want him anymore and I do not need to force myself to “not want him.” He showed me what love was not. He showed me that words can sometimes just be words, and he put more effort into gaining my love than giving me his.
It happened in the blink of an eye, but for a brief moment I could have sworn that I saw a black tendril tear itself out of the fabric of existence and push the kid in front of a passing metro bus. The tendril and the ripple in space-time was gone in an instant. It couldn’t have been there for more than a hundred milliseconds but I saw it.
“If you’re out there and, to be honest with you, if you look like a man in a dress, it makes people uncomfortable.”
Cups of coffee, hot showers, and Advil are what we put our faith in but nothing washes away the pain of the hangover except for time for the body to heal itself again.
Your Facebook feed is full of weddings and babies and you don’t actually mind anymore.
I resented the way I couldn’t control you, the way your busy hands outreached mine and changed everything I wanted so deeply to remain the same.
The thought of working anywhere, reaching people all over the globe, and being paid for the value I provided as opposed to my time.
As I get older, I notice more and more 20-somethings yearning for recognition, for acknowledgement that they are special for being a hardworking college kid who spreads himself too thin.
It’s a natural thing to, as you grow older, feel calmer. This is not to say you’ll feel relaxed about your life, but you’ll be, in a deep way, calmer.
Hanger: The combination of anger and hunger resulting in a grumpy mood, random outbursts, and irrational fantasies of desired food.