...Whatever, "Words."

who woulda thought the universe would grant me the honor to spend an innocent night and morning with my high school crush 

The Devil comes in the form of months old Tinder messages from your ex.

I do not like the way romantic relationships make me feel.

There is a lot I need to unpack.

i sense that my sadness has manifested into a state of exhaustion that i cannot escape anymore.

truth be told, i’m heartbroken too. i’m grateful you allowed me to experience you. you are nothing short of profound and i miss you so much

I feel no shame other than offering my own condolences to myself for the way that I feel

Have more of it.

2019

to healthier coping mechanisms to less self deprecating thoughts and behaviors to a better self emotionally, physically, spiritually

to accountability

to forgiveness of self and others alike

one day i woke up  and life hurt a little less the sun shined a little brighter along with all that cliche BS 

but then it no longer felt like BS and things made sense

i’m still half asleep

in the past month i’ve cried and i haven’t at the same time i’m alone with my thoughts more all of it intentional and with purpose hard but rewarding

tempted by the illusions of a temporary high

the signs of a mental armageddon 

how do you quantify the restlessness