i just realised lately that by the time i make it to the top of the flight of stairs i am breathless. why is there no handicapped access? how long will this go on?
i am lost
- of words
will it ever hurt less? will i regain focus? where and when is centred?
good IS bad
why does this inverse relationship not work for anything else? like relationships for instance? “he’s too sweet” was my reason. S said “that’s a weird reason”. i am still hooked on bad. my eyes are brimming with tears as i finished typing the previous sentence. can BAD be GOOD, for a change?