I am suffering from amorphous bad feeling. I’m stressed but I don’t know where it’s coming from. Gonna try to quietly ride out the day and hope tomorrow comes more clarity or the dissipation of this feeling.
experimental stream of consciousness writer who may or may not be a liar. sanest person you've ever met but i'll look you in the eyes like a computer eating magnets. what i don't know about you, i'll make up. and you'll still love me because you don't know where i went that moment you swore i disappeared. my moods chase the seasons and i hear it makes an interesting read. i like smelling good.