my brain hasn’t been working to the best of it’s ability lately. overwhelmed and flustered. stressed and shaken. but hey, isn’t that just life?
I am just a sponge. I absorb for other people.
I’m on the hunt for the one person I know I am always going to want.
it pulls down on me like a heavy burden. the weight of being, me. I am anti-gravity.
I want to live in a place that is night time all the time. my functionality is increased as an individual after the sun is down.
I am a smoker addicted to writing.
I am a contradiction.