for bed, yet here i am.
i am so concerned that I will disappoint myself in the task ahead. feeling a little down about it, i suppose- right now, it seems that everything is so vibrant and alive around me. Spring rises from the ground and blooms in the air, the sunshine turning whiter in the sky and through my windows streaming, illuminating things i hadn't really seen since summer turned its back
the arms of a new lover wrapping vinelike around my body, holding me together, my lungs screaming for boundaries right now
i've been breathing all too hard, looking for oxygen that's been here all the while i've been turning blue
-
he said, "can i be completely honest?" my stomach jumped, preparing. "yeah." i responded. "of course." "i...
-
i don't want to love him anymore. fuck. i want to be done. i want to be free of this. i don't want to care that he's with someon...
-
of talking to people about my struggles. i just want to make decisions and figure shit out. i don't want to talk about drama anymore. at...
