I hope I remember this moment at some point. Been drinking & binging & listening to new music. My heart feels some intense and familiar way - Present & yet reliving many lost memories. I wish I could piece together these glimpses of myself, these never ending days.
Iβd stick glue in my brain & catch all these running images of my character.
I hope I remember this moment at some point.
Alone, content & craving to return to something that was never quite right.
I wrote this in my journal on a night I was really ****** up. It doesnβt mean much.