I haven’t been writing because there’s just nothing to say. (I’m writing this for those who asked. Thanks for caring.)
Or too much.
Been posting a bit on Instagram.
I want to stop destroying myself.
I’m here. I’m tired. Everything is the same and there’s nothing to say. It’s pointless to say anything. Unless I actually change it around.
Every day is a new day.
I’ll write up an MBSR post some point soon. Lots to say about today’s class.
Used too much. Ate too much.
Life is just life.
Love, light, and glitter