“Don’t ask me why
Have you ever wondered why I always drive alone?
Same reasons why I never pick up my phone
I got these issues that you can’t subscribe
And I’m scared to talk to anyone for what they might prescribe

These days I just try to keep to myself
well aware I’ve lost touch with everyone else
I understand that I’m fading away
I’d rather play dead than play catch up
Because no one really cares all that much
I can’t keep having the same conversations
I look to the floor to keep concentration
focused hard on every single word
my nails are dug deep and my stomach hurts
I am selfish it seems, but I’m trying my best to breathe
hoping you don’t notice as I keep laughing”

— “Method Act” by TOUCHÉ AMORÉ

It’s really scary when you come across that describes your life down to a “T.”

there’s so much going on in my mind right now and I can’t find the words to let it all out.

Decided to put my name in and see what it said. Kind of cool that some of this is totally true.

“A girl who is intelligent, yet silly. A girl who is cold on the outside, yet warm and cuddly on the inside. A girl who tell her friends everything, yet she has many secrets hidden. A girl who is a great friend, yet a worthy advesary if you are not a friend of hers. A girl who is extremely sweet and innocent, yet she kicks someone’s ass when necessary.”

The sky is abnormally bright tonight. Something about the moon. I’m counting fingers down to a new day. My mind is racing too fast to sleep.

I’ve got a head full of adventures. Twists and turns, unsure of what is reality anymore.

But I’ve got hopes I’m sure will take me nowhere fast. Just promises that lie awaiting on a cue.

Dear creative side of mine,

I’d really wish you’d come back to me.  I am dying inside not being able to write.