everyday is a test. trial and error, i am learning. too much coffee, too much ignorance. i want to do everything efficiently. life is sticky. when my heart feels heavy i think about my past a lot. i'm trying to focus on the moment, but every thing revolves around every other moment. i would feel super lonely if it wasn't for technology or music. sleater kinney's "all hands on the bad one" is the story of my life right now.
"When you're in a room
it's all that i can feel
Get so used to loving
what's not real
There's nothing I can hold,
No real tears to cry
You can't breath life back into lie"
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