8th of December, 2013
The sky was as pretty as your eyes today. I’m learning to be okay on my own.
guys, it’s okay. No one is sleeping alone ever. There are little bugs and germs and organisms all over your bed. It’s fine
Beginning to feel really out of place, and alien-esque again.
I would like to be invisible, because then I wouldn’t have to deal with the anxieties of not fitting in anywhere, but I’d be able to drift and wander as I please.