blank, really
29.03.20 | 11:17 am


i don't know how to write what i'm feeling without being repetitive. i'm tired of myself. perhaps that's what happens when you're your only physical company for weeks.

there are so many things out of our control. i'm trying to let go. don't force things to happen. don't hold on. let go and embrace the lack of control.

there will always be things we desperately want. i crave attention. intimacy, really, more than anything.

but, as always: i continue to be so, so far away from it all.


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