(CW - talk of making yourself dead) “For the janitor it was a blessing, for the boy who would become an artist it was a miracle. Because all that spring the boy had wanted to die.” — My Friends: A Novel by Fredrik Backmanhttps://a.co/0acRnBdr I have been highlighting the hell out of this book. It… Continue reading A Miracle
Tag: Writings
Feel you
Sometimes I go online when you are asleep, and I have to be awake. I go there to look at you, to feel you, to let your words seep into me. I go to dive into those words and try to piece together the me that you see. Hoping to feed off of that energy… Continue reading Feel you
Your Distraction
I want to be your distraction. I want to be the one that you search out. I want to be someone you want to know. I want to know you. I reach out to you. I look to you when I am feeling needy. But you know you are not just a distraction. You know… Continue reading Your Distraction
I Can’t Feel My Face
The Weeknd was talking about drugs, I believe, and I do not have too much experience with that. But he is like a drug to me. I can't feel my face or any other part of me that is not somehow a part of him. And I want that so bad with him. I want… Continue reading I Can’t Feel My Face
You’re Obsessed, It’s Fine
Not really close to 7 words, but this was a clothing ad anyway. I didn’t really even click on it. I saw the words and said, yes it’s fine. I have been obsessed for a while, but every now and then it hits me again. I hear his voice or his laugh or he says… Continue reading You’re Obsessed, It’s Fine
Lisa Gray 