I’m sorry: a rant.

I feel as if I owe you an explanation. On why I haven't written. I'm sorry. I just have been a mess lately. Paranoid. Constantly anxious, just a mess. I feel as if I have been broken beyond repair. I have had multiple opportunities to come out and do things with other people but each …

You know when you jump in a pool so deep you're searching for the bottom so you have something to press off of to reach the surface? Knees tucked in to your chest soon to extend your legs straight out to push off the bottom. Right before you break the surface, your lungs physically cannot …

Sunday.

You know that feeling when your thoughts are so heavy you can physically feel the pressure weighing on you? The feeling is almost like being crushed in a compactor. It’s coming from all sides, pressing into you until all that’s left for you to do is mold into whatever it mushes you to. You either …

Have Always

I have always loved words, how they flow together to create something beautiful or nonsensical. I have always had a journal going of everything I have ever heard and loved or something I read that touched deeper than my fingertips. There have always been two people who tend to make me feel more than I …