I have encountered a seven letter word
that seems to be running my life for me.
I don't feel connected to this word whatsoever
& I have done all in my power to stay far away from it.
Alas - it is consuming me whole & I hate it.
I hate everything about life right now.
What's the point in living?
I want a bedroom w/ familiar things.
I am not the sleeping on other people's floors type girl.
I need a home.
I need to forgive her because I don't
want to stay mad at her for much longer.
It hurts.
x
