barny

I don't feel like i'm losing it anymore... i think it's already gone.
There is no struggle there is just being.
be warned they say, you'll come back from a festival tired and come-downy
but if you were suicidal before... theres nowhere else to go but up... or sideways i guess.

my sweet angel vertebra has been shinning on me again. She sent me some amazing prints as a present and a lovely note. I keep reading it over and over again and it makes me cry. We share the same small world yet many miles and miles away. I dream of the day i get to meet her.


there is too much power and control in this world. I make the fatal mistake of forgetting that i am in control of my life. That i don't have to follow all the rules if it makes me unhappy and that my rules and what i think and say matters too. I've been shy, not wanting to offend anyone and yet, sometimes we just have to.

I matter, time to start putting me first.

walking down the long and winding road