Sunday, September 2, 2007

sometimes.

i hate being touched. at all.
dont pat me on the shoulder.
dont hug me and expect one in return.
dont bump into my on accident or on purpose.
dont ever touch my face. ever.
then other days....
i just want to be close.
hold my hand for comfort.
hug me and expect me not to let go for a while.
spoon with me and i will be happy.

today... in this moment... i dont want to have any contact with anyone at all.

just let me be..........................