bus

really really scared. of getting offline. because when i do, i dont know what ill do. scared of what ill do. really scared. just in general. scared.

Like someone's died. Which they haven't. But I've discovered they're not who I thought they were, and it feels like I thought the person they were has died. Like I should be grieving for them. Because I placed so very much hope in them.

I dont hate you


But I hate what you did
And hate you for it being
As though you
Hate me

Sorrow sings her kisses in silence and adjusts the blinds to keep the light from mocking everything I feel She dances slowly a silhouette upon the curtains but her eyes seem to cry only empty tears I beg for comfort with inadequate verse it meant so much to me...and so little to her and I am sinkin...

I dunno

??


Hmm...


I think this feeling

Is somewhere inbetween many

I thought the future held a perfect place for us That together we would learn to be the best that we could be In my naivity I ran I fell and lost my way Somehow I always end up falling over me And one day I woke to find The future had no place for me I was unwanted in a world that with my hands I h...

I wish that I could exist without me

Life detaches much less loved a taste familiar but watered down and each day passes into the next like television flickering unseen. I breathe but I don't think about it anymore its become a habit those embers fragment that fire was just a fracture in the ice. Do you hear me? Can you hear me? Do yo...