“I’m thinking, perhaps…Perhaps, you `re kind of… eating them alive. Just for a bit”.
I wasn`t sure whether you could eat someone up, a bit. Alive and all.
I was born honest. Direct. Fearless. Driven by emotions. As an adult, I was given more temper, and throughout the years, I had become less patient. As long- term single, I had become less patient than ever before, and let’s admit it; slightly doubtful, paranoid and somewhat pissed. To take it as far as bitter would probably be an exaggeration. However, it was a legitimate question to raise. I was definitively annoyed with the ones who had taken up too much of my time. Absolutely. Probably, I`d been hurt one to many times. This was clearly a delicate mix, with the potential to make real mess. Anyway, to tell me I ingested them, sounded a bit excessively.
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