Woke up with a rash all over my arms and neck. Very itchy. Wish I knew why I had so many skin problems all the fucking time.
i can’t feel my breath.
what songs do to me,
it hurts how much of
my life hasn’t been real.
i like to make shapes by connecting the gaps in large paragraphs
sometimes i wonder if there are just a group of people who are on the same mental illness cycle because i see them and they are the same as me, and then i wonder if we’re all creatures of Somewhere Else and our mission is failing and our bodies can’t hold us and everything is doomed and we’re not even all together to say goodbye to each other
i actually did my homework wow the rum does help