my body knows something that i don’t and i can’t get her to talk to me

“What are you waiting for” there has to be a perfect moment where the door is open and my real life is on the other side waiting for me and if I wait long enough for just the right moment then maybe just maybe no one will hate me for going through that door. Maybe they’d even understand why had to do what I did to get there.

it meant something to me! maybe that can be enough

hey guysss so unfortunately the rumors are true and im leaving the narrative. Buttt the good news is my absence will create such a gaping hole in your lives that it will become a sort of presence itself, and so in a way it will kind of be like i never left! But i am. Leaving just to be clear.

Just saw my doctor type "FUCKED FOR LIFE" on my chart then he turned the screen away and stopped making eye contact with me

R.I.P. the great Sam Neill