Holy Mary, Mother of God ....
I'm so tired of being alone and I keep hurting myself over and over in my need to be loved or held or even just know the familiar touch of a hand in mine. Is this a test? I've done nothing but study loneliness for my entire life now and I'm ready for my finals. This is just too hard.
.....pray for us sinners ....
I didn't even know the last name of the guy last night that only stayed in my bed long enough to grind out his pleasure into my ass before rolling over and slipping out the door. I didn't know his first name either, but he seemed nice. Or maybe it was the self-medication.I don't want to die alone.
.....now and at the hour of our death.....
When is it my turn to know the ache of loving someone so much that growing old with them seems the best thing I could ever do? Our faces worn and lined with wrinkles as we stand there with our sagging skin and visible veins and all we see is perfection. He would be mine, I would be his. Please don't let me leave this world alone.
Amen
