Sunday, September 22, 2019

ciao amore

Yeah, that was weird. Just kinda moved to Italy for 3 months.

Guess we'll see how this turns out later. Cuz I don't have money anymore. I bought some plane tickets to go to Paris over fall break. And yeah. That's happening. And now all I'm thinking about is Paris. My mom's so jealous of me. She's wanted to go to Paris for forever. And she's only been to Canada. I'm making my way across Europe. Kinda. I'm only going to France. And I live in Italy. Maybe I'll go to Spain, but like, I don't really have money, so yeah. That's fun. :):):)

I'm gonna be so screwed when I get back cuz I will literally have no money and have to go back to living in my parent's basement. :):):) At least I still have a job. That's a start.

But Tuscan sunsets are really pretty so I'll post some pics.








There you go. Have a great life. Don't die without me. Cuz that would be sad. Love you all. Byeeeeeeee! ;)

Thursday, March 21, 2019

22 days.

It's been 22 days.

22 days since my life turned to hell.

22 days since I left my backpack at the train station and it was stolen.

8 days.

8 days since I totaled that car.

4 days.

4 days since I had to show back up at school. To go to classes and work and not be able to go to bed until 2 in the morning because I have so much homework. Because I have a chronic illness that makes my brain hurt all the time. Because I have a stupid chronic illness that leaves me in pain all of the time. Because I lie awake feeling sorry for myself because I will end up in a wheelchair. 

When will it get better?

I want to leave this hell behind. 

I want
To fly on the wings of bird
Be liberated from my prison
Of a body
This life I know
Torturous pain
Sleepless nights
Working for a dream
Yet somehow

Falling
Falling short
Falling in fear
Falling in pain
Falling, falling

falling




Failing.





I want to rip it out
All of the hurt inside of me
Free myself from the pain
That so often works
Against me

I want to dance again
Dance as the prima

Dancing on the stage of life
Free
Free from my prison
Free from pain
Hunger
Want

Free to fly as the birds
Away
Away from the fiery pain
The misery
No right place left in the world
How no one knows my pain
The sorrow I feel
The torture I go through
Every day