brought to you from my bed which I shall not leave for a damn thing till tonight
P.S. a bee landed on my face and hands and sat with me for a bit yesterday and so now I know everything is gonna be alright
we must keep the bees alive . they help me stay sane
so I've been lonely af lately and then I got sent this panda bear and I swear to GAWD the connection was instant and now I'm obsessed and I'm a bit worried about that obsession but man times are tough and this panda is gonna save me
I never had posters on my walls as a kid . When I finally did , they were things I colored at mental institutions. So when I got tattoos , they became my posters, my expression, my impulses . In my head I knew I shouldn't get another tattoo because it might put me in certain category for work ect BUT, fuck it right ? I need to exhale all my feelings and thoughts , things I hold close to me but can never find the words to explain. So I got it . .....I was gonna explain why, but As I'm typing this all I can think is "I can't believe I'm alive still" .