I think I'm okay now.
It still hurts sometimes, but now I'm mostly fine.
I took the time to heal.
Now there are parts of my life that I love.
There are some days where all I wanna do is give up.
But that's okay. Not every day can be perfect.
I still think I have a few screws loose.
But screws fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place (if you get that reference I love you).
I'm still probably gonna write on here, but I'm not horrifyingly suicidal anymore, so it'll all mostly just be smaller issues.
Thank you to everyone who took the time to actually care, y'all mean the world to me.
Until my next entry, au revoir
- L
