AGE


This has to stop.

You have tortured me for too long now. It has been 6 days since I have become your favorite victim. I'm tired of this. You have disrupted my life like a unwanted visitor or dysmenorrhea during a 4-hour bus trip.

The pain, the frequent inconvenient trips, the constant urge... all are but instruments to the destruction that you have brought into my life. You occupy my thoughts even in the most inopportune moments.

While on a romantic dinner date.

While making out with a loved one.

While drooling over Brandon Routh with friends at the movies.

I try to distract myself with thoughts other than you yet you never leave my mind, even when I'm hanging out with a new love. I cross my legs repeatedly and pretend you don't exist while you make yourself known by the wild noises that you make. During gimik with friends, you made me long for beer like it was a long lost love, forbidden yet just within my reach. You have made me fear alcohol because you knew it would only make things worse for me. The sunken eyeballs have not helped either. I put up with so much crap when the only good thing you have done for me was make me lose a few pounds in preparation for the Acquaintance Party.

Why do you do this to me? Why do you put me through so much torture? I have been good to you. I have kept you happy all this time. I have put up with the most unsanitary conditions just to please you yet this is how you have chosen to repay me?

I'm so tired. I give up. All I want now is to just rest my tired little ass on a slab of cold cement and unleash the powers within.

Acute Gastroenteritis, you are now my newest worst enemy.