Sleeping. Doctor's orders

I self administered black tea to the point of madness.

i’m not cut out for this

by this I mean everything

They should invent a life that’s structured without being monotonous and challenging without being demanding and eventful without being stressful and peaceful without being boring

I’m thinking of Beginning it all

you’re going to love again, find a job again, create art again, do what you love again, feel powerful again. you’re going to be back on track. i don’t know when, but you are going to feel like yourself again, eventually. this isn’t the end. hang in there.

i bring an “excluded since childhood” vibe to the function

i love canceling plans. dear maria count me out

feeling homesick for a version of life that doesn’t exist anymore