Always up or down, never down and out.
Unless I'm in the mood for it.
So, it seems I'm not as scared anymore.
Still doing a double-take when I pass a mirror and staring up at the attic door.
Wishing there wasn't so much stupidity in the world.
Just, seriously. I wish everyone that genuinely lacked common sense could be sent to an island somewhere.
But I've got things to look forward to tomorrow.
I look up and always smile.
That's the good part of having you sleeping next to me forever.
The bad part is the tears.
My writing is just going downhill lately and yes, 'fuck' does apply to everything.
Still memorizing that lullaby.
Loving some of these curves and thinking they're more a blessing than a curse.
Why am I so self-conscious even when I'm alone?
Busy looking for people to replace you.
Yes, you. You, reading this. I'm replacing you and if that worries you, you're who I'm talking about.
You drove me to it, it's not my fault.
This update was earlier than usual.
I'm still stalling until sleeptime.
But I'm going to sleep early tonight.
Her bone structure screams "Touch her, TOUCH HER."
I'm thinking of you and hoping you feel better.
And please be okay.
I love you. Xoxo.
