not saint samm ⋆˙⟡

evilish brain

checkpoint #9

→ quest "raw feelings" unlocked

→ energy: △△△

I feel like I write only when I do not feel good. That is not true, but my inner critique tells me I do. My reasoning, my logic, is telling me nothing is wrong. But my brain cannot process it; I feel tired, I just want to sleep. And I know I don't feel good because I feel like crying. And if it is not crying, it's sleeping. But I did feel good before. I promise, I tried.

I'm tired. Maybe I'm not eating well. My nails are breaking. And I do not think I'm okay. But overall, I don't feel broken. I don't feel that bad. Maybe it's just me coping. Does it make sense for me to publish this? Does this change something?

Trying to organize my life, trying to make it right — it's fricking tiring.


♫ now playing: [ * sounds of crickets in the back * ]

#life