I'm done apologizing for other peoples mistakes.

And I'm done hating myself,

it just takes too much energy.

I'm done running away

because I know if you gave me the chance, I would run forever.

But that wouldn't get me anywhere

just further and further from reality.

In other news: I'm home now.

And I still cant sleep.

I'm in the studio with Geoff right now helping him with his project. This is the most at-ease I've felt in a while. While I'm with him I don't have to think about where I'm going to be living next week, or what food I can purchase with what little money I have in my pocket. I'm just happy. I'm just in love. Everything will one day be okay, I can feel it in my bones.

House hopping around the city.

Jackie and Leah's tonight, who knows for tomorrow.

It feels liberating to be on my own for once.

I have a week long T pass and I'm ready to go!

I'm trying to find hope in all crevices, follicles, and fibers.

It's small, but it exists.

There are harsh sounds coming from the livingroom.

I don't want to live here anymore. This isn't my life.

There are no pills for this.