I don't know why I do this to myself. I have to run away. Nothing has been particularly wrong lately, at least not wrong enough for me to be feeling the way I am. It's as though the black is tugging at me, and I am merely granting it the permission it requires to engulf me.




Ps. Happy 24th my fishes; Sarah, Sharifah, Lidiya and Sorfina. I love you all so much it hurts.

What is wrong with me. What the fuck is going on inside my head.