full blown hypochondria. front row seats. overcast weather.
sleepless nights. solitude. insensitivity. vegetarianism.
battle wounds. full moons. pale skin. black clothing.
live music. unisexuality. unhealthy perfectionistic ambitions.
late night free writes. early morning wake and bakes.
I’m going to sleep now because it’s almost two and all I keep thinking about or over thinking is how much he kept staring at me. Watching my every move. Hi?
