My shoe laces are riddle with knots. There a holes in my teeth. I'm getting uglier every day. I don't have a bank account. I have so much debt sometimes I feel like I'm in hiding. I haven't had a real conversation with a human being in a long time. I feel supressed, as if everyone I'm talking to is waiting for me to stop talking. So I say little. It can be three days before I have eaten a proper meal. I have two t-shirts on rotation, three pairs of underwear. I gave up everything. None of my friends like me anymore. I feel like a spec of dust.

1 year ago

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