Thoughts?

i'm feeling nervous can't really express has the tension built up from your weight on my chest you help me feel sometimes it's nothing at all the covers over my face my back against the wall i'm alone in there my body numbs it out don't want to do this again filling me with doubt

i used your towel after my shower it was the only one nearby and i dont really mind.

my hair is so dirty haven't washed it in days i think next week i will ask for a raise this sweaters been eaten by moths in my closet when i get my next paycheck i'll buy a silk bonnet feeling light headed i sit down for a while entertain my old boss who acts like a child

just met a boy i think he's so cute embarrassed myself cause i cant tie my shoes he makes it look easy i feel insecure cant help but miss the way that things were don't have to impress no reason to fear just writing silly poems that no one will hear

my back to the wall eyes on the door getting advice from the bugs on my floor

my lips feel dry and cracked its been so cold and ive spent this january pressed against his. sometimes i get goosebumps i remember a moment he wants me i don't need him he asks me to stay i go home i'm independent i want him i don't know what i want but i press my lips on his he is beautiful and i want him to read his books and drink his coffee what more is there to life? what more is there to life i go home i'm independent and he wants me and i see his face often in my thoughts

therapy is expensive doctors office too my brother often reminds me i need to eat more fruit cant remember yesterdays outfit mean i haven't got a clue these trousers are too big and my cat pissed in my shoe 15 dollars an hour rent is through the roof can't call in sick at work can't afford fucking fruit

we haven't been getting along today. i think we want different things. it was fine until you cut my back i yelled we sat on the floor and you didn't look at me. i noticed it was actually pretty quiet when i sat still enough. our problem cannot be fixed. i think we want different things. you got up and sat on the bed above me like it was nothing. i got up to write this like it was nothing but a story to tell. our problem cannot be fixed and it's not nothing.