and i don't just mean with myself though that sickness is ever present i mean the back of my throat feels like donald trump cut off his ******* and shoved it down there. and my head feels fuzzy and full of water like vertigo without the dizziness. i am cold but i am not cold. yet to me the way my body feels finally matches the way i feel inside
i need to finish closing this bookstore i need to go home to my bed to my family to people who love me but this bookstore is the only place that feels like home besides inside your arms in your bed which, metaphorically, i shat in.
today i googled how to buy cyanide and got angry at the website for not giving me better directions on ******* myself.
sometimes there are people who enter your life for whatever reason and if god were real, they would be angels. one of them today gave me a reason to live. he told me to keep writing and i did even if it's just me typing with tears streaming down my face but it helps it makes me not feel so alone it gives me something to do when i am lonely and when i don't feel whole instead of searching for my own inner peace in strangers eyes.
the second angel i met today, they left a comment on a piece of my writing telling me it brought them empathy, and understanding to a negative part of their life.
now, if i am a horrible person and i don't see a point to life to being in debt to being depressed to hurting others to hating myself and everything around me well, it makes it all worth it if ridding this negativity through words can somehow bring positive light to somebody else.
somebody better than me. i will write and i will continue to write until i die from either somebody killing me or natural causes i will not take my own life not for the sole reason that it would actually break my mothers heart and she is too kind of a person to deal with that but because my pain becomes someone else's closure
because negativity can become positive if you transfer the power.
because music art and literature are the only things worth living for and the only things that anyone ever needs as a reason to live.
thank you.
if anyone reading this ever feels like they need somebody to talk to, i don't care if i don't know you, send me a ******* message i am here for you and that is all i ever want to be