It’s so hard to keep going sometimes
“You remember too much,
my mother said to me recently.
Why hold onto all that?
And I said,
Where can I put it down?”
- The Glass Essay, Anne Carson
i wish i could disappear for awhile and not have to tell anyone where i’m going…. just go
If only I could explain to you what goes on inside my head
Maybe we’ll meet again when we’re different people. Maybe then we’ll be better for each other.
always on my mind
it’s in the eyes
it’s always in the eyes
that’s the thing about “what if’s,” they don’t matter. they don’t change anything. all they do is make it unable for you to heal
Grainy and fuzzy and all kinds of shit