listen, buddy

i think shame can be a stairway. actually.

a single stairway in a single room and maybe it goes up maybe it goes down. but its the same thing in the end: where are you taking me? what are you showing me? why this? why now? why here? and maybe i don't want to be here but i am so what am i going to do about it? what can i take back to that single room with me so its not just a single, empty room anymore? what can i take back to that room so that the stairway is not the only thing inside it?

what if i just rest my eyes for a second

what if i just check out whats going on under this cozy blankie for like a minute. two minute

oh no

people b saying things so definitively. like man i think it depends

:/

Looking out the window and seeing a little bird can honestly be so life changing