• Journal

    Mourning Chaos

    I mourn the chaos of a soul breaking. I mourn the drama of a high functioning alcohol-infused depression.

  • Diary

    2020/11/29 (Sun)

    I… I’m terrified. Outright frozen with fear of pouring all this precious time and effort into something that will not pay off, something that I’ll get sick of and lose interest in the end, wishing that I had put effort…