thats right i'm the last one standing, another one bites the dust
its so pretty out right now. i went for a walk after work.
the nights are getting warm again. it's almost april.
i was supposed to workout some more when i came home. but i could barely feel any of my muscles as it was. i decided to be pretty weird and put daffodils out on the table on my back porch. then i made some hibiscus flower chai tea and sat out there waiting for the stars to come out. i listened to mae. and it smelt like a summer night. and for a second everything felt like before. genuine. but it was only a second. i can't really reach that feeling anymore. which makes me think.
i wrote outside. i havent done that since before all of this. before i knew something so genuine was within my reach. for once, everything is my own feelings. because theyre there and i can tell. i've never been able to tell before.
<3
understand me?
(please)
the nights are getting warm again. it's almost april.
i was supposed to workout some more when i came home. but i could barely feel any of my muscles as it was. i decided to be pretty weird and put daffodils out on the table on my back porch. then i made some hibiscus flower chai tea and sat out there waiting for the stars to come out. i listened to mae. and it smelt like a summer night. and for a second everything felt like before. genuine. but it was only a second. i can't really reach that feeling anymore. which makes me think.
i wrote outside. i havent done that since before all of this. before i knew something so genuine was within my reach. for once, everything is my own feelings. because theyre there and i can tell. i've never been able to tell before.
<3
understand me?
(please)