Day 119: What if my brain doesn’t agree with my heart?
Day 101: This can’t be real life.
Day 99: I never thought you’d be one of my best friends again, either.
and i wash away the make-up, the fallacies,
with water hot enough to scald down to bone,
but the heat that burns beneath my skin
comes entirely from the way you looked at me
when no one else was.
Day 83: And now.. it’s officially summertime in slo. My roommate moved out of the room and it’s that much emptier. And some of the people I love most are gone, or will be gone really soon. I guess I have to just man up and grow up cause things are gonna change.
Day 77: This is garbage.