i'm not on drugs.
this is a bittersweet high. I feel guilty for having it...because there is so much that i should be fixing.
Am i running away?
I can't tell if happiness is an escape for me.
This disease should not be used as an excuse.
But for now, i shall continue to stretch and breathe and love my life.
I love breath.
Ooh and candles.
God it's renewing, it's been so long...
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me...