i realized i’m dreaming like i’ll live forever, but i’m not living like i’ll die tomorrow. and that pisses me off.
Oct
16
breast cancer at age 32. how the hell does that happen?
i thought the light was dim when i saw the black cloud but i had no idea. i see it there tho. it’s still shining and i know it’ll be bright again. it’s just waiting in the dark. with that sting in your eyes. close them. rest them. open them. motivate. all this time i’m thinking about a million things and places and people and situations. and all i should be doing is absorbing. then healing. i think i will. i don’t think i’ll be numb forever. but right now i can’t cope. or i can cope, by not coping or thinking. about me. just about everyone else. my head is always cold now. chemostylee.