why i haven't been writing
i am tired. i am tired. i am tired.
i do not make sense.
all i want is all this to be over,
go somewhere, become somebody.
become anything i can ever imagine,
and the things that i can't ever imagine.
i want the one thing i want right now.
i want to stop circling around in void,
and for once,
be sure of something.
i love you most ardently, 7:49 PM.