She watched as the smiling version of herself struggled ever more to keep hold of the bubbling demon within.
Everything annoyed her these days. Smiling children. Music. Happiness. Anything that had once been able to drag her out, but that now abandoned her and threw her further into the pit that had once been only a single aspect of her ‘interesting’ life.
Seeing as my life is currently full of trying to find jobs, updating my C.V. and preparing for interviews I thought I’d spend a minute trying to think up interesting things about myself. I’m probably going to be asked anyway the next time I sit down in the hot seat, so I see no harm in preparing for the inevitability of that.
I’m pretty sure that by about 3 I’ll have run out of genuinely interesting things about myself, so don’t expect the world. After all I am only human.
Disclaimer: This list may contradict itself quite a bit. Just trust me when I say it’s all true! (It really is.)
Anyway, here we go – don’t judge.
I don’t know what I did wrong, or why she doesn’t come back. I sit here waiting, faithful to her, and the words already written. She is my life; without her I am nothing more than a blank slate.
Everyday she awoke to yet another selfish, needless act of human hatred.
Sometimes she did not even wake – she was still up from the chaos of the day before.
I haven’t done maths in a while. I mean, I’ve done budgets, spreadsheets and cashing up etc, but nothing that I haven’t had to do. I’ve always liked numbers, but it’s one of those things that normally gets pushed aside for writing, or music, or basically anything else.