i can deal with everything anymore...don't you ever feel just
overwhelmed by everything?
friend's problems, social problems,
family problems, personal problems.
i hate that word now.
detest it. loathe it.
if you're reading this, which i doubt,
i just wanted to tell you guys a few things.
(different people by the way)
- don't worry love. i'm always here for you,
fuck the land distance and timezones.
- please get more sleep dearest.
i'm really worried about you,
and i know i sound like your nagging
mother, but i don't want you
to collapse in exhaustion.
- i wish that there was someway
i could help you without
you pushing me away.
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(random observation: all of the
writers i know, including me,
suffer from insomnia. are we
just cursed with this because
we need a way to channel
out all that creative energy?)
