I am Abby.

I think it would be nice to look back at all this stuff that im going to write sometime in the future when im married to a spanish man and have seven children, all of which are called paulo.
Dec 15
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I dont even want to cry, its not like that.I just feel so blank, desolate. But not out of the ordinary, just like a piece of paper or something. I don’t know if thats better or worse, all i know it that i feel empty. In fact, im not really feeling anything at the moment. Im feeling nothing if that counts as a feeling. I could kill a joint or something, a bottle of wine. maybe ill go for a cig, and fill myself up with stuff like that. Everyone seems to be just empty shells these days, only after one thing and its not that i mind so much, i can deal with that. I’d rather just know though, thats the thing with me. Well now i know and i knew it all along really, but this is actually it.  Maybe its just me, because i couldn’t give a shit. I really am an awful person, but not everyone is the same and thats where it goes wrong. hopefully ill never be in this situation again, i  doubt ill let it happen. it was inevitable both ways, to happen and to end, and its the end now.