The ants crawl from the crack in the concrete outside our door.
I think my idea of doing the right thing
proves I am a failure at real life.
I have no one i feel i should share with,
I have a bundle of lists and I'm attached to the items for their surface value.
fuck fuck fuck
my hands still smell like alcohol and formaldehyde
this is the first time I've cried
in a while.

Gone all day tomorrow. all day. and the day before. today. bad decisions, misplaced, right thing wrong thing try try try.
enough. I'm sorry. I really am sorry.