People never change, do they? I'll never change, will I? I will always be this absolutely insane, self-conscious, messy little girl. I don't have a chance. This world is going to eat me up, take me over, suck me in, consume me, and I don't have a chance, not a hope against it. What am I to do? I'll be here wearing these jeans on this computer on this blanket in this yard for the rest of eternity, as least as long as I can live. All I'll ever hear is voices that make me never want to hear again, I'll see things that make me uncomfortable, make me want to be consumed. I will be forever unsatisfied, and what am I to do?

I will be different, staying exactly the same. I will look the same be the same act the same.SAY THE SAME THINGS over and over until I lose my voice. It does not take enough to put me over the edge.

I found you, you don't have to find me.


Breathe repeatedly.


Continue to be.