Make it so that we can be on Empty.

Sometimes I really wish I was Lola Granola, whoever she is. And sometimes, I wish I was crazy, so I wouldn’t have to think of feeling like shit- excuse my French. I want to be selfish, yet I want to be selfless. It’s terrible really, sir. I want many many  things, but a man is the least of my problems. Sometimes I wonder if its a woman I want? Or maybe just no one that I want. The truth is, is i want to feel like I’m needed. But, that’s okay, it really is.

I don’t have to want to need this.  I can just pretend and it’ll be all over; right? Because pretending is the next best thing.

Hey doc, hey doc… Can you make me feel empty? Can you make it so I’m empty? I don’t want to feel full anymore. No more sir, no more. Make it so I can’t feel. Make it so that, if someone wanted to be another, they could be me… ’cause I sure as hell don’t want to be me anymore, not right now atleast, nope, not today. Can you do that? Can you? I’d very much like that, I really would. I don’t mind at all of course. I really don’t.

Nope, not at all.