i make my bed
four times a year
because when the blankets
are on correctly
it's not easily accessible
to wear as a cape.
and i sometimes wish that
i could get out of my
own
******
head
and open up enough
to love someone
else for once.
i sometimes spray more
perfume on my
pajamas than my
dresses it's not
aromatherapy but sometimes
i calm down.
sometimes i manage to
forget
about these
disturbing
thoughts
just
reverberating
through my mind.
and sometimes i just
fall apart
but sometimes i pull
myself together.
today is the sum
of those times.
Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 7:39 PM UTC
i make my bed
four times a year
because when the blankets
are on correctly
it's not easily accessible
to wear as a cape.
and i sometimes wish that
i could get out of my
own
******
head
and open up enough
to love someone
else for once.
i sometimes spray more
perfume on my
pajamas than my
dresses it's not
aromatherapy but sometimes
i calm down.
sometimes i manage to
forget
about these
disturbing
thoughts
just
reverberating
through my mind.
and sometimes i just
fall apart
but sometimes i pull
myself together.
today is the sum
of those times.
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