Your yesterday is still my today. Can’t really sleep. Seems awful lonely tonight. I hate that it’s so quiet. I wrote something. Feels like it’s been forever since I have. I don’t know if I’m ready to share it yet, but I think it’s quite good. I felt in tune.
There have been so many instances that I’ve refrained from pouring my heart out. I know that the things I write these days are a little between the lines. I’d just like a certain group of people to get off my back. It would be quite ironic if any of them were reading this now. Everything that I’ve felt about these humans would just be solidified.
I guess right now, I’ve just gotta sleep whatever void it is I’m feeling now off. I can share (as if I haven’t already lol) another day. Maybe tomorrow.. Idk.