Rip my soul out my chest
Because it feels like I can’t breathe. Distract me from my mistakes because it’s getting hard to see; contemplating therapy. God has a chokehold on
Because it feels like I can’t breathe. Distract me from my mistakes because it’s getting hard to see; contemplating therapy. God has a chokehold on
Do I have a reason to be? Others being scared for me—-scares me. Please stop. I’m more scared of things that have no matter. Not
I’ve come to realize every city is empty;no matter how many people are in it. LA is just the same and I don’t know if
And I do wonder if I will lose my words some day. Hopefully, it’ll be intentional. Some may take me as a fool for wanting
Because I haven’t said much in a while. My own absence has been driving me insane to the point where I can’t find my way
Is it real? I may not know. I am tired of thinking I know everything about myself and what I want. I don’t and I
Have you ever wondered if you are normal? Normal as in, a regular person and not too weird at all? Well, I hate to break
“What does it mean for you to be God? If one answer is to be a part of everything, well you are a part of
It’s seems despite our innate ability to accomplish many things, we still seem to struggle with the details and minute actions that are needed to
Hello, my dearest reader, how are you? The work week has flown by and here we are sitting in Friday, awaiting the restful weeks end.