Thursday, January 19, 2012


Parts of me are very childish. Not child-like, in the "oh that person has a child-like spirit" sort of way, but childish, in the "that person throwing a temper tantrum is childish" way. Like, being upset because I'm alone when I do the dishes. Like choking on the words when I want to tell my lover why I'm crying, when the words are screaming in my head. Like excusing poor behavior as the necessary result of emotional whims. Childish.

Excuses are like ______. Right? Right.

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