confused

I am torturing myself i am playing a game of tug a war with myself and it is ripping apart my body, I want to love someone but i just don’t feel like i am boyfriend material, i also i don’t want to be in a relationship, because one it is distracting and 2 i [..more..]

Sometimes I wish I could sink into a material – like a fabric or a cloth. Providing you’re never sat on….imagine how comfortable that would be. Lovely, soft wool or something…. Mmmmh. I wonder what the washing machine would feel like? I’d be a dark blue material of some kind…almost black. I still think there’s [..more..]