i sip. no one with me now.
Starbucks–i watch cute bois walk by.
just thinking about this week; it’s felt like a roller coaster and I’m not too sure I’m ok with that.
things were supposed to get easier this round, what happened?
despite my constant want for something different, I too, will get through this wretchedness that has seemed to snake its way through my comfortable, yet vulnerable life.
ive never felt more vulnerable