So it's staying. How I found it: Accidentally. I was trying to find a post I wrote about packing up my apartment and life when I began my house sitting and there is this boy caught my eye.
2012 I started attempting to write; I knew, still know, writing is not my thing but this tragic writing “allow no one in who has one of those attachments called penis’s anyway near my core” is truly a terrible moment of discovery. I am wordless, something I should have been with this sentence too!
Two hours on, still trying to digest this sentence find myself writing about it because I am too damn frightened to reread my writings of any year after trying to find the post I was originally looking for.
And ironically I cannot for the life of me remember the man from "there is this boy". He was, so it seems, was just not that into me. Considering my choice of words this could be a good thing. x