...Neversofew...

For the past eight months, waking up has actually hurt. The cold realization that I’m still here slowly sets in. I was never terribly fond of waking up. I was never one to jump out of bed and greet the day with a smile. Only fools greet the day with a smile. That only fools could possibly escape the simple truth; that now, isn’t simply now. It’s a cold reminder. One day later than yesterday. One year later than last year. And that sooner or later, it will come.

Just get through the God damn day.

Anonymous asked: What's you opinion of #menswear inspired looks on females?

I’m not necessarily opposed to it, but few and far are capable of successfully pulling off this look. It’s not something I find personally appealing, but if you can pull it off, my proverbial hat is off to you.

Anonymous asked: I wish there was more I could do to help you not be so down. I know what your most recent post was about. My heart really goes out to you.

Candy will do the trick. And there’s no way you could know what that was about

Memorial Day came and went again
And I feel the same
How much you’ve changed
And I’ve heard all about
Where you’ve been
How you are now
But I’m still remembering
Last year’s parade
Crowded streets with me
With a longing for nothing more

Anonymous asked: Is it rude for me to ask why you feel constantly lost? I felt the same for a really long time. "Today I will gratefully receive all the gifts life has to offer me. I will receive the gifts of nature: sunlight and the sounds of birds singing, or spring showers or the first snow of winter. I will also be open to receiving from others, whether it be in the form of a material gift, money, compliment, or a prayer." Don't give up. Start with appreciating what's around you. Even if it's a sunrise. x

I think everyone feels lost at some point. Nothing irregular I don’t think. Plus, it’s easier to get down than it is to get up. And I like sleeping in, I don’t know the last time I saw a sunrise.