I'm a part of this thing and this thing is a part of me. Sometimes I hate it. To the point where self destruction seems to be the only option, and just when I'm about to, the thing begins to purr. Like the selfish cat it is, it entwines itself around my legs and arrests me right there, because it knows that it too is at stake.
When dogs begin to yowl at night, I take solace in the thing and it takes solace in mine for it. Always there are things that I would like to say to it but always I choke.
One day I asked it... "do you think i'm happy?"
It smiled at me and said "atleast you're not unhappy..."
She smiled coyly at him and he grinned back. She grew courageous and began to walk away.
"Hey STUPID!" he hollered.
She turned, and a stone hit her on the right side of her throat.
"She's and IDIOT", someone said.
The others screamed in delight.
"Idiot, IDIOT, Idiot!"
"Let's pelt her with stones!" - the small one said.
I'm such an idiot... she thought.
When dogs begin to yowl at night, I take solace in the thing and it takes solace in mine for it. Always there are things that I would like to say to it but always I choke.
One day I asked it... "do you think i'm happy?"
It smiled at me and said "atleast you're not unhappy..."
She smiled coyly at him and he grinned back. She grew courageous and began to walk away.
"Hey STUPID!" he hollered.
She turned, and a stone hit her on the right side of her throat.
"She's and IDIOT", someone said.
The others screamed in delight.
"Idiot, IDIOT, Idiot!"
"Let's pelt her with stones!" - the small one said.
I'm such an idiot... she thought.
