i think far too much nowaday about my relationships to other people. it is far easier in the moment to focus on an actual action and emotion, to be present, but as soon as i am alone with my thoughts, i can't restrain the scratching at what is there and crying at what is not and agonizing over what is unclear. i wish it could all unfold naturally. i know i'm not that kind of person, but i wonder how differently i would feel if i were. i can only imagine.
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Book #2
PoetryThe old one is old and cringey. So I made a new one! I'm not a freakish middle school fangirl anymore, so you can read my ideas without internally dying! Now, it's meme time. // (mostly short stories and poetry, with a lil bit of meme-y stuff (idk)...
