passing thoughts
its not like anyone is reading this but me, so i can say this..there are times, like earlier, that i’m so glad i don’t have any weapons. well, not conventional ones. so glad that i’m not physically capable. well, not unless it got really personal. cuz its like at times like earlier, that had i had i might have. like done something. that i’m sure i’d regret later. like. i’m supposed to, right? so better to not have than had have. ‘sides it’d been loud. messy. and of course ended badly. for me. not as badly as for them. but still badly. so good thing i didn’t have. so i didn’t have to. still…to not ever know. just how bad would bad be. okay. so not something to dwell on, right? just move along. yeah. that is the way. just keep going. past it.
