dear you found me diary,
laying around is my most favorite thing. a haunting rendition of death, sleeping is the closest anyone will ever get to crossing that line that can not be uncrossed. a secret message was delivered to me- once when my eyes were closed, a message i've never shared with anyone- to leave myself exposed. if i shouldn't know the things i know- it is because i shouldn't have done the things i've done. i shouldn't have went the places i've went to and made the long frequent stops that i did, but that is what i spent all my extra time doing- back then. at the end of the day- when it's time to come home- i always seemed to make it back. i am somewhat thankful for that. i do love my bed and i always have.
laying around is my most favorite thing. a haunting rendition of death, sleeping is the closest anyone will ever get to crossing that line that can not be uncrossed. a secret message was delivered to me- once when my eyes were closed, a message i've never shared with anyone- to leave myself exposed. if i shouldn't know the things i know- it is because i shouldn't have done the things i've done. i shouldn't have went the places i've went to and made the long frequent stops that i did, but that is what i spent all my extra time doing- back then. at the end of the day- when it's time to come home- i always seemed to make it back. i am somewhat thankful for that. i do love my bed and i always have.
