i live on the blood of insects and rats.

tonight i had a feast.

people call me sad. i feel sad. i was dangerously close to leaning in. she should appreciate the efforts i make to restrain myself. standing so close with those eyes should be a felony. despite myself, i am a nice guy...i couldn't help but think the sin that i would be comfortable here. i give myself a mantra of patience...i tell myself if i am patient, i will acheive happiness.

and yet i still fail.