lazy

Im in a pit and i've buried myself with reminders, emblems of a dream I forget I had. a dream where I feel realer than I do now, here in my skin.

an alternate reality before our priorities became all we were, all we think about.

Thought used to be an escape. its now become an uncomfortable silence that I must fill.

but its so lonely where I live theres no one really ever to actually talk to

tiktok dictates the culture, speech everything of people

everyone I talk to feels like their a part of a telephone game

Lord if you hear me

my whole body itches

mortality rolls around in my head so much, it isnt painful but its really uncomfortable

horror and specifically silent hill has given me a fear of total isolation, I feel like i’ve made a habit to live without attachments because I’m too scared

but I want to live and be with others past just in the company of

I want to tell my girlfriend i love her

I want to tell my mom i love her