but im really kinda on the verge of tears.
ok heres the thing.
my mum threw away my bolster.
SHE THREW IT AWAY.
and yes it had been my sleeping partner ever since.
i really hate the feeling of something missing.
like it's been there everyday, then now no more.
you know what i mean right.
like, you had a father, screaming at you everyday.
and in your heart you wish he'd disappear.
and one day he does.
you just wish that you could take back every single wish,
that you secretly whispered in your heart.
yes i know theres kinda no link.
whatever it is, i doubt i'll be able to sleep tonight.
great.
is insensitive the word?
or maybe oblivious.
i guess you're both.
what d'you gain from this.
i tell you, nothing.
instead you lose a friend.
or maybe 3 friends?
i really wonder whats going through your mind.