If my life was a book, its genre would be of suspense. This is because I'm constantly waiting for the fun to start. It is always out of my grasp. Perhaps my arms do not stretch far enough. Everyone else can take ahold of it, but my fault genes can do nothing but slap myself in the face.
If there is fun, it is short lived and mixed with the contradicting anguish of rejection. For all but I, fun is a gift that keeps on giving. For me, fun is a curse. It is the sweet aftertaste of a bitter drink. It is only a reminder of what my life could have been like if I was different.
If there is fun, it is short lived and mixed with the contradicting anguish of rejection. For all but I, fun is a gift that keeps on giving. For me, fun is a curse. It is the sweet aftertaste of a bitter drink. It is only a reminder of what my life could have been like if I was different.