Its occured to me I will be lonely for many years to come, as I have been lonely for many years before that.
This has only just disquieted me, sat here in the early hours of the morning due to a terrible bout of insomnia.
I don’t think i’m entirely looking forward to the rest of my life, no matter how things may change.
There are memories so deeply ingrained into my brain sometimes it feels as if they’re crawling on the inside of my skull. I just want to forget, I want to stop remembering these creeping, crawling thoughts but the only option that presents itself is something I would rather not commit.