Tuesday, March 24, 2009

#87

sitting on the bathroom floor again. better than in a room full of people i barely know.
wish i could say i'm solving problems, working through my issues. i'd like to say that i just needed to get a breath, instead of coming here because it feels better to cry somewhere dirty and lonely.
trying to talk myself into positive thinking; telling myself this will pass too, and something will turn out new and exciting.
everything i think, i've thought before.

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