get a shot. Turns out there was no shot, i was never even there that day for a shot. This last Sunday I'd been to visit my dad and his wife, wine had been had and everyone was just talking about the past and it came up about a time l'd been running for my life at the doctor's to
do not pin them to a page where I can look at them and confirm that they are real, they will eat me alive. I am not a writer. I am a truck driver. I have been a truck driver for twenty-eight years. I know engines. I know asphalt.
The antidote to a modern apathetic society is, simply, to notice: pay attention to the sound of the wind blowing through the trees, feel the temperature of the air on your skin, pay close attention to how your coffee tastes in your mouth.. etc.
II also know that a lot of it probably comes from how I grew up. In my house, it was easier for me to keep everyone happy because when someone was angry, they made it VERY known.’ve realized recently that I’m a HUGE people pleaser, and I really want to change that.
TWhis day was so nice :)ritten by the fashion journalist and writer Sophie Fontanel, she knows her stuff and she's so talented with words, I can't wait to open it but will try my best to savour this reading.
II think we must give to have things given to us, if not...I showered so darn good, it felt like years of dirty baggage left me
slept in dirt and ima pretend like I never did so anyways
II’m just really fucked up and can’t tell anyone this. don’t do the things I want ever bc I somehow talk myself out of this and I am just so miserable. And all my problems I’m sure I’ve caused myself. The only thing that comforts me and makes me feel calm is death.