I haven't written here in a while. I find myself on this site more often when I'm upset than happy - take that as you will. This is not my best work nor is it intended to be. Writing is therapeutic...
drifting along, alone, the music in your ears so loud that it drowns everything else out, encases you in your own private world that you want so desperately to leave, but everything outside of that is...
Somehow, reading all of these encouraging notes from teachers and classmates makes me feel worse about myself. I tacked all these scraps of paper up in 2015, back when I was thoughtlessly confident ab...
I can’t fucking do anything. It’s like every time I get motivated or actually want to do something the universe is like “lol no fuck you”. Makes plans: plans get cancelled last min. Wants to play a co...
Today I missed you for a little while. I thought about our time together. In the moment, 14 months seemed like an eternity but looking back, it wasn’t much at all. You were the second person I’ve fell...