Everything happens for a Reason

my emotions just went bungee jumping , just great. so it longer means anything. then forget about all i've been trying so hard to preserve. literal. literal. literal. is that all that ever gets noticed? the literal things, set down in black and white, meant to be etched so defined otherwise overlooked? stop harping audrey. ugh.




i have to do this. i chose this, i have to do it.
but where did all that determination go to?
this is just post trauma.
post trauma that i've yet to break free from since 2007.
damn it, le pathetic max.




I'm in the mood for Alps, for that tipsy,delusional happiness.
calm down.... no extreme behaviour.