{april 18, 2011}
daisy,
food doesn't taste the same this week.
i couldn't quite pinpoint why.
then i went out today,
& the sun wasn't quite as warm.
it was even a little dull.
i came home & realized another thing too;
music doesn't quite sound the same either.
& that triggered something in me.
but i still didn't quite feel anything at the same time.
how does that even happen?
fuck you daisy.
you ruined everything that ever meant anything to me.
you ruined the sun, daisy,
how does one ruin that alone?
& the moon too, i'm sure.
food,
music,
my ability to feel.
even you.
you've ruined yourself,
daisy.
