emotional.

i kind of miss being thought about. i kind of miss being where i was...why is this a reoccurrence? i know why...

the first few nights my stomach has felt absolutely disgusting. i want to blame it on alcohol but it's not quite the same feeling. i miss the comfort of my bed, and i kind of want to say thats the only thing i miss but you know there's more. i cant blame it on homesick because why would i get homesick? sarcastically saying that is.

moving in tomorrow morning; leaving tonight. hello new york city, it's about time.

this week my neighbor tried to kill his wife.

will i ever return to normalcy? if ever? again?

things ARE getting better.

and for the risks we take

i'll take my love to the grave

as tired and worn it is

i'll take my love to the grave