quarter life crisis here i come.

its been hitting me hard. none of this is working the way it should.

what is wrong i want to know so badly. ugh i cannot shake these chills from me for anything

im begging you anything.

anything.

and all i really want is some patience

to deal with you

when your strung out on apathy and self appreciation

i was always one to leave quietly and let the silence speak for itself. its better to keep people guessing than to make yourself clear if your thoughts are worth seeing right through. people who need to be called out on things dont really deserve to hear what you have to say anyway, so why rip that string of pearls off your neck when it can sit pretty the whole time

i am so tired. my ears are tired. i want to hear new, see new smell new. taste new feel new. fear new. pray new.

i cant do this alone. how does anyone do it alone without You.