It’s All I See All Around Me

“Having a soulmate is not always about love. You can find your soulmate in a friendship too.”

— Unknown

I can feel everyone getting sick of me, and to be honest I don’t blame them, I’m pretty sick of myself at this point.

Okay. Come on, then. I love you, get up, we are going to keep going. Repeat this to yourself in a mirror or in a whisper or in the shower or in a shout. I love you, get up, keep going.

I am tired too. It's okay. We will sleep in the car ride over. We will sleep on each other's shoulders. We will sleep upside down and in the laps of new friends and on the bellies of our lovers and in the hands of better tomorrows. We will sleep and we will wake up rested and we will wake up happy and we will wake up home again.

I love you, get up. It's time to write "maybe next time" on our gravesite. It's time to write: it could not kill me, I would not die. It's time to write a love letter to the sun and our one-act play and the history of our keychains. It is time to write a future where despite everything, we are finally warm and safe.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

Get up. Keep going. We are going to be okay.

if im not 20lbs down by christmas

i will simply pass away

I've been fighting for so long but I am tired I dont know how much longer I can do this for.

I wish I knew what happiness felt like