fifteen april
eleven : fifty-eight a.m.

she told me. she's finally doing something for herself.

i thought i was over it, but there is still something there, telling me to just go talk to him give him the tape anything at all. i just need someone like him. just to talk to and listen to and call when i can't sleep.

and i wondered what he was trying to heal.

music : clock tower
literature : nothing
fixation : lemonade