cant seem to get my head together.
today is windy and grey, i wish i could sit on a longed for rooftop
and listen to loud music. im swimming in your mouth, now let me say your words.
i overthink somethings, underthink the other things, and forget the things i should be thinking about. my imagination has had a hold of me since i woke up this morning with a hacking cough. i imagined being a swimmer inside of a mouth while it swishes around stuff. being underwater is the closest thing i can imagine to flying. so free and weightless. i wish i were there now. im trying to be all i can be, so im gonna start with a new path next week. not the army either. i wanna go to familiar places and sit and draw the fuck out of myself.
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