don’t ask me why
My future seemed bright but the light is fading. My love seemed caught but it seems to be escaping. My thoughts were aligned but have been tossed up like a bad game of scrabble. Things that were once solid leave and die and get lost in the rabble. Eating used to be too easy, but now it makes me nervous. Maybe if I go to sleep for a while I'll be doing everyone good service. All I really need is a good friend, or a few. But silence is stability and you can't have the two. I keep getting lost in thought but the words I write are stained. Writing was my savior but now it seems so strained.
The dress
The dress has been blowing up the internet these past weeks. I see white and gold but it's actually black and blue, it's has to do with the cones in your eyes. But the interesting thing about the dress is how fast it spread throughout the internet, it's like the same thing that happened with Alex from target.