Why, why do I let my thoughts abuse me? Why do I let all these negative condemnations of myself enter my mind?
Why can't I let these thoughts roll on by?
Why should I care what they think?
Why do I tell myself I don't care, than find myself fixated on the judgments that surround me?
Why do I try to impress people who would do nothing for me?
Why do I try so hard to get people to like me?
Why can't I be ok with being alone?
Why do my thoughts bring me so much self doubt?
Why is being alone with many cats so fround upon?
Why have I not started my cat collection yet?
Why should I not become a recluse?
Why do you care if I spend hours on end in my house with cats?
Why am I ok with this?
Why did this post turn Into me planning my sad lonely life?
Why am I questioning it?
Why would you read this far?
Why don't I end this post yet?
Preeeeaaaach!
ReplyDeleteYou don't need to make yourself okay with being alone.
ReplyDeleteI really did LOL this time. And then again when I looked at your background. I don't know why. I think it was John Legend's face.
ReplyDeleteHahahaha you're killin' me, I love it though.
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