It’s kinda nice feeling the way I do tonight.
Kinda depressed but the heaviness is just what I need to keep me in this bed.
My brain is empty and there is no tightness in my chest.
I’m not worried about one fucking thing and it feels so good.
I’m gonna finish reading magical thinking tonight!
I always get kinda sad when I finish a book because I feel like I’m never gonna be able to read it again and that part of my life is gone forever.
Not sure what I’m capable of dealing with today slash I just don’t fucking want to.