mourning yourself

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April 9

I'll go back to shadows. where I've been before. it's my way of reclining. lamenting about people then lamenting about no people. stupid girl. stupid girl in a stupid world. that's what living in this day and age feels like. the scooters on the road are rickety. they slow down and rattle at random. this is my world. that's yours. I'll press down on the overlaps till they're a falt nothingness. I won't explain why I do that. I don't know either. 

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