Just want to go back to bed
I’m not someone that lies to lie in bed a lot, but lately I’ve wanted to just crawl in and make my bed my new home.
Someone needs take a tire iron to the back of my head.
But would like to have a few people read my synopsis and give me some feedback.
Im looking forward to hearing from some of my loyal followers.
Or even the non-loyal followers.
Just send me a message if you’d like to read it. It is less than seven hundred words, not long at all.
Well are you?
It was pretty fun. It almost felt like were a functional family and not one in the verge of crumbling.
The Chalice Well, Glastonbury, England
Also known as ‘The Well of Avalon’.
Archaeological evidence suggests that the well has been in almost constant use for at least two thousand years. Water issues from the spring at a rate of 25,000 gallons per day and has never failed, even during drought. The water is believed to possess healing qualities.
The Well is often portrayed as a symbol of the female aspect of deity, with the male symbolised by Glastonbury Tor. As such, it is a popular destination for pilgrims in search of the divine feminine, including Pagans. The Well is however popular with all faiths and in 2001 became a World Peace Garden.
I want to go. Maybe this is what I need to be healed. Not just physically, but mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.
Does she want me out? I got approved for a place. But just because I haven’t actually seen it she doesn’t want me to put a deposit on it. Is that so bad? I really want this place. It is right in down town where I would love to live. If someone else snatches it I’ll be so pissed at her and myself for fucking listening to her.
God damn her.
everybodie’s like, I ain’t touching that post nu uh, not with a fifty fucking foot pole.
It’s okay. I understand, it is pretty morbid.
that fucking whore!
You don’t know how many times I have wished her dead. It’s almost like that song by Train. 50 ways to say goodbye. Not that I’m going to kill her. I know just saying that I did would make me a suspect in any movie.
I’m not going to kill her, the love of my wife … but if she died, lets just say I wouldn’t be as broken up as I would have previously.
I’m just saying.
Now I can look fora place and get out. My life as a person unencumbered by the constrains of a relationship albatross can begin.
So ready for this to be done.
If i ever talk about getting in a relationship again somebody needs to flog me with s sock filled with quarters.
So wee go out again to karaoke. Her first song, Your were meant for me, again. The song that reminds her of when she got her first apartment, and the guy that is now her “one that got away”. Wow, how about a bigger slap in the face your fucking cunt.
Just kill me already.