but honestly, won't someone stop this train?

it's difficult to expect that everything would eventually turn out well. i am surrounded with misfortunes and that i did not expect myself to run away from a stealing kiss. i have been significantly told that everything is mind over matter. i care far too much that ignorance is clearly emerging. "i was not the one who chanted dry spells on you" maybe i wasn't wishing well, maybe i wasn't wishing at all.

i need to know what would happen if any of myself exists. should this be contradicting enough since i am always at fault for switching off far too often. i am in grief and i do not want to be wished condolences this year or at any other decades. i do not want anything to happen because i admit i am afraid of loneliness.

i want to take my mind off everything and be a child again, like i used to. patterns change and change occurs. although it might take my mind off the aches and the pains, laugh when he falls through the bar. but i'm still feeling the same.

1) repair fleece zip
2) plain non-grey t-shirt