I’m not gonna lie, life is very difficult at the moment. And I’m not sure how or even if I want to talk about it.
America has overwhelmed me in every way possible. Hurt me in every possible way. Playing games with my life.
My one life
My one chance to be in love
My one future
Too many years left for me to handle. Too much pain.
I have to somehow put into words how much my friends have been there for me. Quite frankly, saving my life. Short of returning the favor, there’s nothing I could ever do to repay them.
So I sit here confused. It’s kind of funny that confused seems to be my safest place. It’s right in the middle…confused.
I turn 40 this month. There’s nothing I can do about it.
I have a kidney stone sitting in my bladder right now, and there’s really nothing I can do about it.
Trying to listen to new music but I mostly hate it.
Got a new tattoo, sleeve is almost done.
David got us a record player and it’s kind of a game changer.
“Could it think, the heart would stop beating.”- Fernando Pessoa
