white tank top, skirt comme des garcon for h&m
spending my days drinking smoothies and watching tv shows, summer is lazy and i am getting a tan. waiting for the winter, but a winter somewhere else
we are not responsible for what we have come to be
7/26/2013
7/12/2013
senseless solitude
it is only natural for the mind to wonder during sleepless nights. but only some of us are vulnerable to the scratching negativity that crawls to the forefront of our very thoughts. as we toss and turn within the shelter of our covers, the bed no longer offers the unconditional comfort that it typically symbolizes.
the mind recites its bearers daily escapades, absentmindedly tripping over the minute details. upon encountering these details, the mind chooses whether or not to acknowledge and thus further consider them. however, more often than not, the mind contemplates its bearers potential near or far future: their hopes,, wishes, dreams ...
on the other hand, i cannot sympathize. my days are fulfilled by my nightly concoction of prescription pills. they give me the false belief that tomorrow will be a better day.
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