Life.

Suicidal, happy, depressed, cheerful, delirious, excited, sad, messed up, I don't even know. I don't expect you to know either but maybe you just do because life is something that we experience and it's shit sometimes but other times it's okay and sometimes it's great, maybe even better and I know that it's going to end one day for all of us so maybe we just need to face things and speak about things and acknowledge things then we can do whatever we want about them. I'm going to end up writing too much here but that's okay because if I make this my last sentence then maybe I'll have written just enough for people to notice and know and feel and want to read more. Or maybe not.