I am Katherine the masochist
Katherine that would never be happy.
Katherine who always left behind.
Katherine who dont love by anyone. Who is alone forever.
One shot turns into ten shots of liquor. Sitting on the high chair,facing the bartender. Loud music bursting in my ear while I ordered another set of liquor.
Someone approach me but offcourse Ignoring would be the best.
The one who believe that love is just a game.
I drawn myself from the liquor and let myself got drunk without thinking what might happen to me.
"how come I always being left behind? I have nobody"I uttered
"Thats nonsense. Why would you think that you have nobody" someone said
It took me a minute to process and face you sitting on the left corner. You wore an expression same as me. Your eyes is cold yet you speak like that.
"The moment I start to value something, it goes away and they dont care what I"ll feel" I replied
"How much longer do you plan on whining? get a grip and face the fact. You're the one pushing people away. You're always the one with the door to your heart closed, you're the one that never truthful" you said
My eyes widen and my heart beat fast. The words keep repeating in my head and my breath starts to slow. Suddenly my head hurts and my visions get blured and I fainted.
YOU ARE READING
Why single?
Non-FictionA life full of mediocre instill by the darkness ----- fear of being complicated in all matters precisely uncompatible to the world of sociality. Being the outcast yet you let yourself blinded of wicked.
