My Boring Life
Keep You In The Dark You Know They All, Pretend
I went to Pinky's house for a few hours last night. She had some bbq wings, corn on the cob and a little cupcake for me. I can't remember the last time someone did something nice for me like that.
I miss having someone around. Even if my wife didn't want to talk or be near me, she was there every night. I didn't have to talk to myself If I wanted to say something. It did make me feel bad when she'd ignore me. Or sometimes she would listen but roll her eyes like it was the dumbest thing she ever heard. I don't know why but I miss seeing her sitting around the house. No matter what she was my wife and I assumed she'd always be around. I loved her unconditionally. I talk about the bad stuff but she had a good side too. I still some of her pictures tucked into an old fishing magazine next to my chair in case I ever want to see her again and torture myself for a little while.
I can see Pinky in her house. Maybe she moved next door for a reason. Or maybe she's just being friendly. How the hell do I know?? She's probably just nice and thinks I'm pathetic so felt like she had to do something for my birthday. Idk. Gotta pass out now.