Monthly Archives: August 2019

I felt so calm and able and reasonable and real.. and i sat apart in awkward space of only me and how that’s ok. and in long drawn breath of lone supposed to you snuck in and stole my space, … Continue reading →

i can’t eat. what’s the point? i can’t sit and not cry and the people, – they mill around in pointless desperation of what they think is life and i, i wait, and i wilt, with each passing second and … Continue reading →