day 20: so i've given up
(not in the way that you're thinking)
after crawling back up from my monstrous low, i've realized that i should just give up. what was i truly trying to achieve?
nothing but illusions, deception, and fantasy. the veil has been lifted, my eyes coated with a thick glaze. everything is still out of focus, but it's alright if it means our eyes will never meet.
as for other things. giving up is not in the cards. but i'm having trouble gathering enough fucks to pull me out of my catatonic state. love is not in the cards. hoping this will distract me enough to prop me up again.