I’m glad this month is over, it was a terrible month. Cheers to October being awesome!
The idea that I am constantly trying to grasp ,what will never be mine is the daunting bane of my existence. The feeling will never leave, it will continue to live in my soul. Resonating in my mind everyday until my slow death finally silences it. Then there will be no more.
I just want to cuddle and get stoned and watch Workaholics all day.
Is that too much to ask?