Only 27 more days of…
sleeping alone, waking up sad, no sex, and having no one to talk to.
I miss my Todd.
Nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it.
I like art, learning, and trying new things. I fuck up a lot. I believe in love, altered states of consciousness, and learning from mistakes.
"I used to be so fucked. I used to be so fucked up. I was just out there. You know? But I fucking cleaned up. I cleaned up....for the most part."
~ Monday, July 18 ~
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