being able to memorize the sensation of someone leaving is alarming. seeing the signs before they see you is sickening. feeling your face drop as you ponder it, is inferior. knowing that the second they leave, you’ll be back to sobbing on cold bathroom floors and processing the outcomes of disappearing. life is what you make it, so i want to make it absolutely nothing. of course it is ignorant to let one body manipulate your whole existence, but when that was all you were living for, it makes perfect sense. now i proceed with caution, waiting for any accident that wishes to put me out of my misery.
~m.o.a.