Nlink10

I always say I'm going to do all of these things. Like write poems that only strangers on the internet will read. But I won't. Because I'm lazy or tired or tired of being lazy. I always say I'm going to do all of these things. Like go to the gym and sweat until there is no more stress to bleed out of my pores. I always say I'm going to do all of these things. Like clean my house, and detail my car, and get a new job, and reinvent my life. I always say I'm going to do all of these things. Like not fall asleep during a business meeting, or my next haircut, or the commute home, or while I'm reading my favorite author. I always say I'm

i don't write much anymore. i don't think i've lost the words. maybe they've lost me. you can grow out of clothes out of phases out of friends out of yourself and maybe out of those words. perhaps they're tucked away in my closet or at the bottom of one of those moving boxes that i haven't unpacked. because i still haven't found it yet. maybe it's not just the words i'm looking for.