Pollyana Cowgirl

Shit

I am riled. Peeved. Soon I will start to feel a wayward sense of disappointment, then a shred of hurt, and to cap off the wonderful string of events, I might even breathe a huge sigh of relief that it happened sooner. Way way way sooner than expected. Better that this happens sooner then later.

Words are failing me at this point. I am drawing a blank. I want to describe, put into words, metaphors, analogies and even some well deserved swear words to elucidate how I am feeling.
If I could take a picture of my mind right now... It would be a mess of twirls, knots and edges. A snap shot of my heart will show a fingernail scratch.

I think this is going to be worse than a senseless blog post. This is going to be my very first post that would only mean something to me, and me alone.

I am rendered speechless. I have no idea how and why and what was going through the mind of one individual when he decided to disregard.

Congratulations, Cowgirl.
I need to take a long hot bath to rid my body of this disgusting smell of dread that is hanging around me. Literally, I am *ugh*.

posted by Poot @ 1:28 PM