"My body is not meant to move
Nor really live.
Yet to stay consumed in its darkness lying lifeless for days.
My body is not meant to explore
It knows that of its walls and is content with never leaving”
Thoughts from Paris.
Today is not a good day.
Tomorrow will not be a good day.
Yesterday was not a good day.
Good days don’t happen to me. That is my reality.
I miss you so much.
I miss the beginning of the year when everything seems slightly okay.
I miss having friends.
I miss late night adventures.
I miss texting people at 3 in the morning when everything in my life was crashing.
I miss drinking and not caring about a single thing.
I miss feeling loved and cared for.
I miss feeling comfortable with people that we could talk about anything.
I miss Florida and dolphins.
I miss so many things.
So many things that will never come back.