hot chocolate.

looking straight up, light dancing. i don't know what i want, but i know it's not reachable.

the sun isn't so bright today- i've come to notice it's starting to hide behind shadows. do you think so? do you know? i'm really trying to be open about all of this, but it still settles deep, burrowing in my intestines.


it's not so hard now. the entire process of daily life is starting to really become daily. this isn't so direct though, i'm not so good lately. sinking seems to be turning into quite the burial. i stand corrected. i'm extremely tired, i'm making myself tired.