Failing Forward

[fragmastr]

I just got home. Lately I've been hanging out practically everyday with Natalie Sibilia, Hansel Muñoz, and Yani Fernandez. I just spend my time wondering what it is that I'm doing with myself? I'm just torturing myself by not moving on completely. I feel when I hang out with her like she only pretends to still like me, but her attention isn't toward me. She will touch me or say something to me every once in a while, just throw me a bone...I don't understand sometimes. Moments of clarity give me peace. Moments of anguish drag me backwards.

It's one of those moments where I don't know where I stand, and I don't feel like writing anymore.