it's 11 past 7AM, i just got home...
i'm tired, cranky, indifferent...
i finally can fall asleep and as i pathetically attempt to do so there's that annoying piece of sentiment that rings that makes me remember something i no longer have... i know, wtf am i talking about? it doesn't matter, i can only be ambiguous about certain things now. my life can only be one honest ambiguity after another...
lately, i have not been myself.
who is the person i see in the mirror everyday?
she's gone out and done things... differently. she's lived/living differently.
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