JU

“I was aware that the sun was sinking behind me, golden in the October afternoon.”

what i like about her is that she blooms whether you water her or not. whether you give her light or not. she exists without your existence.

No words can describe how excruciating it feels to be perfectly fine one minute, but then be drowning in your own thoughts the next.

i’m lonely and i don’t know how to make it sound like poetry anymore. it’s just that i used to fall into friendships. it’s just that most days i want to fall into my bed or my grave and these bones are too fragile for show and tell and i’m like muesli with worse mental health and i don’t want anyone to look at me except that i want everyone to look at me and i don’t know what to say i don’t know what to say i don’t know what to say to anyone anyway and last year my best friend moved 413.4 miles away.

People make time for who they want to make time for. People text and reply to people they want to talk to. Never believe anyone who says they’ve been too busy - if they wanted to be around you, they would.

…I’ve had a bad week. What’s happened? Nothing’s happened. I’ve had a bad week in my head, is all.