entering to leave, right.

it's really small and barily noticeable, but on the occasion i can enter
a realm of tranquility.
i hear you're cheating in scrabble- do you really think it's so necessary?

anxietys been crawling into my bones again;
i'm starting to feel a bit relentless. everythings okay though,
i mean, it's alright.


"is that my alarm clock?"
"do you usually wake up at eight thirty?"
"no, i don't know why it would be ringing."

oh and by the way-
i heard a chandelier was really pretty but then i realized it wasn't.

OH AND BY THE WAY-
i feel okay.

it's interesting how the sad people are the most pleasant; and the happy people
are so sad.