i just woke up and feel brand new. i should shower and make my hair lovely to encase that image of brand new feeling but i will later. right now i will bask. i had strange dreams last night and even stranger responses. i've been having a lot of dreams lately about babies and pregnant women, who, of course, are not me but they still are a bit perplexing. that will not be my brand new start.i feel sorry in my brand new state for how terrible of a person i am/will become in time because of how i am unable to do this. i cherish our time deeply but see that there is no longer anything holding it together. we are two pieces of paper stuck together by shitty glue and now we're coming apart. only my side is ripping and yours will rip later on.
grilled cheese and old 90s tv teenage dramedies are the best for celebrating the new, however odd that may sound.
