One True Thing

I'm really fucking worried. Not in the way that I normally am, where my tummy gets tight and I feel stress. That's a condition of my life, I'm used to living with that knot of fear and discomfort.

No. What I am worrying about now, is so much deeper. A sort of chilling bone fear.

I want to love them both, I want it to just fucking work. I've talked to both of them, and each pretends to be okay with me and what I want. But I know that one of them is going to end up leaving. And who knows, the other may very well be right behind him.

I don't know what to do.




	One True Thing in the ocean of noise Home Get Email Updates not the passenger and somewhere alfie smiles I used to have a hamster tree and the man with the golden gun lily is dancing on the table the room of the banished poet but you're not here I want to paint it black if you can come to california till human voices wake us Email Me Admin Password Remember Me 6131 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2003-03-06 4:39 PM Something strong but true... Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (1) I'm really fucking worried. Not in the way that I normally am, where my tummy gets tight and I feel stress. That's a condition of my life, I'm used to living with that knot of fear and discomfort. No. What I am worrying about now, is so much deeper. A sort of chilling bone fear. I want to love them both, I want it to just fucking work. I've talked to both of them, and each pretends to be okay with me and what I want. But I know that one of them is going to end up leaving. And who knows, the other may very well be right behind him. I don't know what to do. Read/Post Comments (1) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top