Loneliness becomes an acid that eats away at you.

i once think that i will be drag around for a long while; ten year; twenty years; until i am died;
i can never say;
now that i finally get the freedom i finally deserve;
it comes as a shock, for a brief moment and then it did not linger;
it makes me start to think of treating myself much better that i can be;
he text me and appologize for the bad sex;
what for after all these years;
he was saying something that is very confusing and doesn't make sense;
he can kept that to himself;
it's his own problem;
the other was secretly admiring my body and one day wish that we can fuck;
he should leave this alone;
now that i am free;
i should think about what i really want in life;
right here;
right now.