i have been sick for months sick physically & sick of certain instances two incredibly crappy types of sickness that really have no business sticking together
my body is sunburnt, so is my soul can't pin point what makes me happy because i'm confused on what that really feels like comfort, content, creative, callous, courteous, cowards
i really miss my family i could cut an entire bag of onions to excuse all the crying i've done lately
strange, i almost feel abandoned obviously not held against my will but alone in a new sense with a different sense of freedom a temporarily displaced motherless child