So I'll start with confessing. It's late at night as I'm typing this on my phone and I have to get ready tomorrow for college but it's our intramural sports fest thingy. So back to the confessions, I have always been one to get easily bored of someone but not in a way that I'd brush them aside like they're absolutely trash to be with. It just gradually happens because of how complicated I open up about topics and it's too much for some people. I get bored of the simple talks that goes on and on just not getting tired of the small talk. I mean it's great but overtime it feels like my brain just shuts down after the conversation just repeatedly keeps going about how I'm doing and the answer has to be that simple "im fine" or an "im okay" kinda shitty response. It takes someone who is deeply appreciative of intricate responses about your being. How your existence in this world is going and the conversation goes with so many more that just feeds your soul this good presence. I'll explain more when my thoughts aren't sleepy and in a dreamy drowsy state.
Take care of your human form, my fellow souls.
