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Good Morning Anxiety

My head is spinning in the morning with everything i could have possibly done wrong ever in my life.

Life is a series of calluses this is just another layer. So build them up and toughen up.

I don’t know who I am anymore.

I don’t know who I am anymore.

I set up the record player

I set up the record player

Bob always knows what to say to calm my insecurities:

Girls will be flirty. Aight? 

Always.

Even when youre married 20 years… 

If you like the boy you just gotta roll with it until you guys are exclusive…

Trust him until he gives you a reason not to. 

- Robert Spier

Been datin this boy who wears cool socks and fights the ghosts in my house w innocent humor and stir fry.

vexme:

Gaby’s son

vexme:

Gaby’s son

Im never alone

I wake up in this beautiful world i created for myself

I wake up as the only human form in this room.

im not alone. The ghost watches me and often talks to me. Sometimes hit things. 

I saw a book yesterday about how to free ghosts from spaces. But im selfish now. 

And im incredibly lonely.

So i dont want him to leave. just like they all leave. 

Im never alone. 

Theres always the presence of the blue man, forceful and quiet. like heart break and comfort. like a entire physical body who is always behind me- never in front of me. who ive known since I was 11. 

theres always Dax, brother Dax who I watch unravel all the worlds Karma. I will scoop him into a tree when the entire world floods and even though I think me crying into his sleeve would be too much for him, I will do it anyways. 

Theres God. The universal consciousness. 

Theres Ghost House. Who I come home and fall into his sad arms and let him flow in and out of my body. Id rather marry a ghost than a real man anyways. 

I woke up crying today. 

Thats fine. Its alive. its real. and it happens sometimes.