six april
three : thirty-three p.m.

"i wish i could be with you. even just to go for a walk or something. it's so nice out at night. the man in the moon stares through my window at me and i just look back at him and think of you.."

and i shouldn't be reading these shouldn't be copying them shouldn't be turning them into art shouldn't be getting upset about it but someday he'll be writing these things to someone else and i want to remember. i want to remember that i was lucky for a few months.

"i want to be a better person. i'm tired of who i am. i'm really tired of who i am. i'm sorry i've been this way. i'm so shitty and i'm really sorry. i am going to be better. i want to be better for you."

music : television
literature : letters
fixation : wrist