today my chest is caving in, perpetually folding in on itself from the loneliness. a literal shriveled blackness that relentlessly absorbs me from the inside.
no physical contact with humans for a year and a half
no friends. if this is self-pity, im glad ive staved it off for so long.
no physical contact with humans for a year and a half
no friends. if this is self-pity, im glad ive staved it off for so long.