whole by Angela Thomas and maybe the truth is that i've replaced all of the meaningful relationships that i could have been having all of this time with you in my cunt. and that's not right. and it doesn't feel right. and i'm leaving you, the proverbial you, alone. until it does. until it does feel right. and maybe that's just the truth. and you, the drug that's captivated my heart so completely, shut me down to the world around me. helped me to hole up inside of myself - deeper into a world of fantasy where one-night-stands are full of love, instead of lust. how foolish a girl must i be to believe these things. i'm letting it go. i beg god all the time, please just let me go. let go. i want to be myself again. whole on my own accord. she answers me softly, gently. reminds me that i've been whole this whole time. there never was a time that i was any less than perfect. its just stripping away anything that is not of god. goodbye, human constructs. hello, divine principle. thank you. i am so truly grateful for this day, for this realization. 03/18/2008 Posted on 03/19/2008 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)