hm. somehow i missed you, anxiety. i feel more myself, this is familiarity in a nutshell--i know the buzz in my chest cavity better than i know myself, it seems. i guess i'm not the epitome of health, these days late nights droughts and self-doubt all seem to take out the part of me that used to dream. or think. or do anything at all really. i guess that's okay, i guess between loneliness and fear there's an alleyway, home, somewhere you don't go until you're there and realizing more and more how easy it is to stay ...how hard it is to care.
**** i super appreciate everyone who takes the time to like/love/comment i love u if u do that i s2g