I don't care.
Ok maybe I do care.
I know you don't care so I don't care.
But I do care so maybe I'll try to pretend I don't care.
What the hell I can have feelings I'll just be open about caring.
Oh that's right you don't care so why should I?
Maybe you care now?
Nope. You don't care.
Damn I think I care.
Fine, I don't care.
I hate this, maybe that means I care?
Why don't you care?
Why do I care?
Why do we bother?
Are you telling anyone you care?
Will you ask me if I care?
Do you care if I care?
What will you do if I said I care or I don't?
Will you care?
Fuck this I just want silence in my mind.
Nothing is simple.
Ever.
Good night.
I'm a 25 year old mother of two with a lot in her mind. I'm dual nationality English-Spanish and I've been writing since forever. I intend to use this space for my random thoughts and for my own pleasure with no particular purpose or goal.
Thursday, 23 February 2017
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