i've my mother's worries and mouth.

:(

but our bodies were pulled away and swept out to the sea.

about one month until my one year anniversary.
i can't remember the exact date, so i'm just using my birthday.


perhaps i've accomplished more than i had initially thought.

it's just once something dies, you can't make it live.

uncanny timing. you got a gift for words.

i can't even begin to describe every beautiful thing that has happened the past couple of weeks.

one thing i do know is that i feel like i'm beginning to feel things again.

just when i was getting so good at callousness.

don't look straight back; look away.

I guess I just never understood why some people let themselves get so angry that it makes everyone else around them really uncomfortable.

what's left to lose? i've done enough. and if i fail well then i fail but i gave it a shot.

and these last three years, i know they've been hard, but it's time to get out of the desert and into the sun.

even if it's alone.

or maybe, as sure as tomorrow will come.

looking back on my twenties, sometimes i think the only thing i've accomplished is not killing myself.