You won't, so I'm done.
And you see yourself honestly.
You put on a burqa.
I have no energy to undress you.
I don't want to.
A lifetime victim.
Sarcasm: (Isn't it fun to live with a martyr)?
If you were a self-professed asshole,
I might love you.
I'd respect you more.
If we are what we eat, do you eat fear?
My friend will do this and understand this:
I need a dog. Anyone who knows me just a little knows that I need to have a dog to breathe. S/he would love me so much that s/he would find me the perfect, beautiful canine companion and buy it for me as a surprise.
My friend would want to read my writing. My friend would crave to know what is going on inside of my subconscious even if it challenges his or her own belief system.
My friend would love to get coffee and talk late into the night.
My friend is brave and might go on adventure with me. Maybe we would sell everything we own and go to Bali.
My friend would have deep thoughts and share them. S/he would be passionate about spirituality
My friend would know that enjoyment of life is more important than a green lawn or a vacuumed rug.
My friend would see my children (and my dog) for the magical, beautiful souls that they are.