go away
gosh i am not sure where all the time goes.going through old picture files always proves to be very interesting. i want to someone to smoke with me. i wish more people would function like creatures of the night with me. sitting up awake alone really makes me crazy. it allows me to wander around the dark, quiet parts of my mind where there are cobwebs where I hid things. I feel like some memories are photos in an old shoebox covered with dust in the attic, hidden away from where people can really see them. where you can hide the person that you are. you can pick at the yellow wallpaper all you want and no one will say a word. i really want to eat a chocolate easter bunny.i wish my shoulders did not feel like knotted ropes. all right at the top and noodles at the bottom. i can barely control what my fingers do because they are so tired. and pin pricked. exhausted hands and joints. i feel like i have been losing so much air and i am deflated.