i’m just walking around all hysterical in my head i’m not going to give too many details my dad likes his privacy. i had a tan and some greasy spoon and a thousand cups of tea and distract myself as much as possible until the haunting shit comes back to me and squeezes my heart i can’t even lose my mind yet, there will be weeks and weeks and more weeks longer until that is even an option. drinking everyday walking around this town of memories that reminds me of everything before all this.
i feel like a prisoner of my own head in my body.
haunted mostly, mostly haunted that’s as accurate as i can get right now. i bumped into tarley we went for a walk to the lake and the pier i’m so so so so tired, can’t sleep.