i'm tired of being lonely and not having any energy to put into making friends, or even hanging out with the few friends i have. every day seems to leave me with a little less. i'm fading fast. will i be missed? am i being missed right now?
i have to move out of my closet in 30 days. i can't help but continue to wonder if the universe is telling me to just let go, lose every fucking thing i am afraid of losing, take off and see what happens. maybe something magical will happen. or i'll die. either way.