it's been a good week since i wrote anything. my mind is a mess and a whole lot of non stress/stress/ whatdoesitmatteritdoesntmeananythingitwontin2months kind of ways.
i've been sleeping in numbers lately and my wrists still hurt like a motherfucker.
ophelia is growing so big.she is bad. but she is beautiful.
jordyn is...so many fucking things to me.
anne sexton is ruling my life right now.
and suicide is a topic i'm going to research tonight.