me right now:

i cant say how i feel. but it hurts. only in a physical way which i think is better because its manageable and less frightening. i know whats going to happen, ill eat a salad and we'll continue to spend all days in bed until we can't take it as our bodies will turn effervescent and we wont notice ourselves in the mirror and time will run by and that's a loss of identity but more so being social . better yet i should say that im happy. i 'm going to quit feeling sad about anything sorted around this redundant intuition and start thinking about the future. the future is full o f glittered days and good friends-- no alcohol. we'll feel good anyways. i want to go away again, take me.......