3:04 p.m. - 2009-07-16
simple it is
i am becoming myself again. i can feel it. i can feel myself manifesting. the love is tangled, the feelings are confusing, but there is bright light and there is sweet soft darkness. there's the ability inside of me, i can feel it growing. i get so scared, so all alone, so fucked up and i cant even answer the phone. i get so goddamn run over by it sometimes. sometimes i think i'm gonna die, the hurt hurts too much. but then i realize i'm fine, i'm just fine. you can't stop time, you can't create an urgency that isn't already there. everything is. i can feel myself becoming myself. i can feel the girls in me, tangled in the sheets, i can see the hope in me.
it's strange how simple it is. you have to eat food. you have to sleep. you have to move. you can't help but love, you can't help it.