Didn’t get much sleep last night, might try to sneak in a few hours before work.
Voices were talking about how you got your degree. Whether it was consensual or not (intercourse) they keep calling you a retard, keep saying I’m better than you, keep saying “someone else,” in this case, “T.”
What’s interesting now is that new voices are being added to the peanut gallery. Voices of people I’m close with at work, and they don’t belittle me, they don’t sound bitter or angry or disappointed, they have nothing bad to say, but they’re all making bets in my mind.
On what? Who’s to say?
Maybe the odds that we try again, but that already seems and feels like an impossibility.
These people, they’ve told me before that if I ever find a new partner, find someone that’s kind.
You so far have been played up to be worthless, useless, and a spineless coward, and I suppose that’s where your cruelty comes from.
I saw something that said “all cruelty comes from weakness.”
Here we are.