Lazy Eyes


These eyes of mine drift to and fro, it’s a dreadful scene. There’s no taming them though. There was this one time I found them looking at a young man. I wasn’t looking through them at first. And when I snapped out of it he thought I was looking at him. But I wasn’t, just my eyes were. And then he threatened my boyfriend so I leaned in the passenger seat window and threatened his girlfriend and that settled it. I’m an over-protective aggressive drunk so three is my limit. Nothing profound here, I’m still trying to figure out why I’m a stage 5 clinger. Probably has something to do with my daddy problems and that there are few people I actually feel comfortable with. And there’s an even smaller amount that are persistent enough to keep my attention. Anyone else can fall to the wayside.

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