I'm a hermit
I took several images like this with a super fast shutter speed through which you can watch his pupils dilate and his chest expand and compress...
Looking at you looking at me
He had had enough
We eat with tungsten tongues
I once bought at bag of these guys at the dollar store and hid them about the house. I never said a thing and my father kept finding them. It slowly drove him mad. Passive agression is my thing.
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My neck has been stiff and sore for a bit and Paul said my kidneys seemed enlarged and could be placing pressure on my other organs. It's nice having an ex-paramedic in your life...thanks Pauly.
So I suppose that isn't so good but that is okay. It explains why I have been feeling off...although most of that has been emotional.
It's difficult when you don't understand where you stand in other's lives. I'd rather hear the truth, even if it hurts, than what I've been going through the past couple of days. Sitting around wondering if you matter at all...well that hurts worst of all.
I've been hurt before, I can take it.
It's being kindly ignored that I just can't take much more of.
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