STINGS, DON'T IT?

STINGS, DON’T IT?

this has been coming on a WHILE… right?

Who do you want to be now?

Tick two options.

Here Away Gone Patchouli Forever Messy

so, um… where to next?

I WANT TO LET GO!

I WANT TO LET GO!

I WANT TO LET GO!

I WANT TO LET GO!

I WANT TO LET GO!

I WANT TO LET GO!

I WANT TO LET GO!

I WANT TO LET GO!

there is a deep, deep shame i don’t think i want to be this way anymore, but i’m not really sure how to make room for something else i feel like an alien in my own skin, and like i’ll never be anything alone. like i’ll never make anything worthwhile by myself. i want to be warm. i want to be raw. i don’t want to exist except to be anymore. my time here is close to finished. i hope i can be enough before it is gone.

how do i say no? if i say no, who am i? am i the world’s biggest letdown? am i doing this because i’m scared, or because i care? i am so angry inside. i don’t know what to do with it all because it never comes at the right time. i work out of love and fear, but mostly fear.

WHEN YOU KNOW YOU’RE RIGHT… YOU’RE RIGHT!

YES NO MAYBE

GOODBYE