coffee stains

i feel like an addict.i i fell asleep by myselfwaking up in shivers and 0 responses to my pleading for help i’m normal, i’m honest sitting beside a 2 week headache and a toilet of vomit telling my tylenol i’ll be back before dawn. another broken statement soaking in promise my minds a loiteringContinue reading “coffee stains”

those little tiny voices

I don’t think i’ll ever understand    all in all, as a man cusping his 30s, i’m a man (or something like that) that has been plagued, traumatized, beset by the majority of relationships. the definition becomes loose here, convoluted almost- only emboldened by my continuing, gross amount of overthinking i complete in a day.Continue reading “those little tiny voices”