November 22 2025

It's around 4:30am
I know I've been avoiding writing anything.
I've been avoiding everything.
Despite the rotting sadness
I want to love myself, I swear

There's nothing to hold onto
Floating floating floating in space
I just want something out of reach
Is it so wrong to want?

I feel so lost
I want to express it
I don't know how to ask
I don't know what I need
What will it take for me to become
the person I want to be?

A lover with no one to love
Eyes open in the bright sun
I can't go back and can't run
forward

I'm so fucking tired and
horny and bored lol