Picky, is this a big metaphor for your work in corporate America, where C.A. is the tiger, and you're the little ol' bunny snack? Is that your friend pickypal alongside you?
picky, when i met you in that bar last night, i could tell by your lonely, faraway gaze, that you were hurting inside. then you told me that you felt so empty, so alone. i knew all that you needed was someone to be kind. some gentleness in your life. we shared a beautiful time together you and i. when i woke this morning and you were gone but, had left 50 dollars on the motel nightstand i wasn't sure how to feel. now i see this picture and i am so sad for you picky. so sad. goodbye picky.
exactly! she never "stays" in motels. she never "stays" with anyone long enough to let them love her. i thought we maybe were on the verge of making a true connection. i guess i was wrong. sometimes love is not enough. who am i kidding? i don't have nearly enough to make her love me. maybe if i was a wealthy industrialist or an international financier... but, i'm none of those things. she drew me in, took what she wanted then coldly, sadly, lonelily discarded me. i can love. can you love picky?
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What is the Jello experiment for the bunnies and tigers?
MY GOD HAVE YOU ALL JUST STOPPED TRYING???
this pic is final proof that you just don't give a damn.
is this picky posting more self loathing commentary?
Picky, is this a big metaphor for your work in corporate America, where C.A. is the tiger, and you're the little ol' bunny snack? Is that your friend pickypal alongside you?
picky, when i met you in that bar last night, i could tell by your lonely, faraway gaze, that you were hurting inside. then you told me that you felt so empty, so alone. i knew all that you needed was someone to be kind. some gentleness in your life. we shared a beautiful time together you and i. when i woke this morning and you were gone but, had left 50 dollars on the motel nightstand i wasn't sure how to feel. now i see this picture and i am so sad for you picky. so sad. goodbye picky.
dear anonymouse
you're not fooling anyone. everyone knows i never have that much cash on hand
and she never stays in motels
exactly! she never "stays" in motels. she never "stays" with anyone long enough to let them love her. i thought we maybe were on the verge of making a true connection. i guess i was wrong. sometimes love is not enough. who am i kidding? i don't have nearly enough to make her love me. maybe if i was a wealthy industrialist or an international financier... but, i'm none of those things. she drew me in, took what she wanted then coldly, sadly, lonelily discarded me. i can love. can you love picky?
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