glossy eyed...
a little tipsy...
apathetic....
There was this one episode of OTH.... when she burned the piano...
I remember the look on her face.... staring at the candle when if fell over... It was curious and oblivious... and confused... but stuck....
strangely childlike... or maybe even the reaction of someone with special needs....
she was staring at the candle like it was a TV when the power had just gone out... the screen fuzzy, but waiting for it to go back to normal.... How long are you going to stare at it? It's only been a couple seconds...
minutes....
until the candle falls... and the fuz turned into flames... but you're still just staring... waiting... wondering. at least there was someone there to rescue her.... riiighht.. hm
Is it so bad? ... probably, that I'd rather be a little numb... spend some time wondering and waiting....
better that than worrying and fighting and freaking out and hurting and being angry.
better that than caring. and inadvertently caring too much... and getting let down and shit on, shat on (no matter the legit tense, of course).
you get the point.
the point is: just let me go through this crazy phase im stuck in. I'll snap out of it naturally, eventually (i promise) as long as nothing stupid happens.
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