Where is my mind?

One-thousand eighteen emails

and not a single one from

you.

I gave up waiting ages ago

but it'd still be a nice surprise.

Hej hej,

Any

I give up already.

I give up being a feminist

I give up being smart

I give up food

I give up reading

I give up writing

I give up music

I give up being friendly

I give up being social

I give up being nice

I give up being polite

I give up being pleasing

I give up being happy

I give up having stress

I give up listening

I give up learning

I give up teaching

I give up being fat

I give up walking

I give up waking

I give up bathing

I give up courage

I give up dressing

I give up shopping

I give up speaking

I give up walls

I give up sharing

I give up caring

I give up being there for others

I give up threading

I give up seeing

I give up feeling

I give up traveling

I give up flying

I give up breathing

I give up

I give up

I give up

I give up

I give up

I give up being

Because you do not give enough to me

Hej hej,

Any

5 March, 2011.

I am frustrated. And tired. More frustrated then tired. Tired from the lack of fruit. And frozen vegetable diet.

But frustrated with me having the burden of being

black-sheathed.

I am the 4th wheel

And this is why

I should end it all

and have a life in ones

not pairs

not triples

not quadruples

not quintuples

not sextuples

not, etc.

because no matter how nice I live to others

I will always be shielded in black.

This explains my permanent scowl

my quick anger

my nightly wetwinks

The American Dream is a myth to the black-sheathed. Working hard will not pay off for me

because

no matter how hard I try

I will always be shielded in black.

Hej hej,

Any