*hugs*

I've overslept. head is killing me, I haven't eaten properly or had any water is ages. I take my meds and leave for work in long clothing, and smile brightly at everyone

everyone has been in such a great mood today

letting mania have me instead in hopes I'll tire out my body
my oh my that doesn't take much does it? wasn't that why we're down here anyways?
mania wants to hurt me, mania is not a friend

trying and trying and trying to put on the brakes and be careful, trying to find ways to ground myself and keep myself safe

oh you silly thing, we planned for years for this, you have ways nearby, close, even right next to you at all times

slipping and slipping

oh wow that's so cool >w<

that's so cool! I like dykes :3

wanting to share my sorrows with the stars and only being met with more daylight

sounds like a slushie, and people like slushies

play symphonies with the sinews of the soul

I'd sure love to be around and experience things, but I'm not sure I'll ever be able to live as much as I'd like

had my genetically assigned cancer at like 10 years old, so there's still lots of time to get it again

apart from the ruined lungs, poor heart, and absolutely abused guts, there's also the funny connective tissue garbage and an absolutely rotting, abused, terribly compartmentalized brain