The Girl With the Black Heart

This is what the inside of my head looks like...

  • words.
  • Where the Art Comes From
tumblr_mqmkrrFobM1rxwv7eo1_500.jpg

tragical misfortunes

January 28, 2014 by Jennifer Garay

but, you'll see, eventually ... that i was more beautiful than the tragedy ... but you never opted for me. no you never did, because you were in love with the tragedy, so it ended tragically. steady treading water in a sea of your selfishness. but that's all there is to it. yeah, that's all there is to it. because i made you up to be three times the man you are. petty me. très petty- because i should've let that ego starve- but i kept asking myself "what do i have to loose?".. yeah, what do i have to loose ?.. all along the question should've been "what do i have to gain?" .. yeah, what do i have to gain? such a tragical misfortune..  it got the best of me.. because starving my ego seemed to be the only way to feed yours. 

January 28, 2014 /Jennifer Garay
  • Newer
  • Older

READ UP

Sign up with your email address to receive new post updates

Thank you!