a little bummed and uninspired, less confident and clear than i’m used to. i’m stuck in my head and waiting for a sign instead of printing my own. at least i don’t need people telling me you’re okay, it’s okay, we’re okay. heaviness happens, lightness returns. i just really want to get there already (probably why i walk so fucking fast). granted, not updating this thing isn’t helping so that’s one shift i can make. did make.
Tag: witchoria
star power.
this week is gonna be weird.
i can feel it in my hair.
you know you’re dating a developer when …
how nobody you and i.
drifting off to sleep,
i thought about her.
how nobody is perfect.
how you just have
to close your eyes
and breathe out
and let the puzzle
of the human heart
be what it is.
how i think about you,
how i hope you think about me.
sometimes i can’t crack my own code.