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I wrote a poem once about how much I hate November. I don't hate November. Not really. Not the whole month. It's just... this week, really. This week of November. This week makes me want to pour out my heart in verses and talk to the sea because at least then I could get the words out about how it feels to talk about one out of three and nearly half my life and fuck_your_fucking_feelings and it makes me angry and it makes me sad and it makes me everything but angry and sad. The regrets and the self-accusations spin around in my head. A whirlwind of emotions and feelings, and I am in the centre of a hurricane looking through the bulletproof glass divider into your life and watching how beautifully calm it is. Without me. I fucking HATE November |
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| unhinged |
in seattle, the days become oppressive with rain and darkness in november. both of these things pull me down. i guess hate is a strong word for it, but november isn't my favorite month either |
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