gloomy

i hope you write (i hope we both write)

hand in unedited hand

not even allowed to write something wrong now in this perfect world sorry to all the perfect brothers and sisters out there

hehehehehe * sudden moment of clarity that straightens my spine * what is this. who am I. * the clarity fades * hehehehehehe

there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.

*introducing myself to the guards who caught me* seized to meet you

[very clearly indulging the urge] im fighting the urge

im going to fix my entire life

When?

Like Um. later

seems like my dedication to my isolation isn’t going to save me. that’s crazyyyyy

*stumbles out of a building covered in blood* i failed a social interaction .

*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god