see you later bellyachers

I’m not really sure what to write here. Lately I have been trying real hard to feel safer within myself; safe on 4a.m cab rides and safe in my 12th floor office where there isn’t any time to talk. It is hard work being calm for the person you love but it is worth it to be able to go to sleep faster than you could before. It is worth it to not cook fancy dinner, go to the park and run until you sweat and your head spins. One of my best girls is coming to visit this weekend. I bought a bikini top with palm trees on it. This banner is the first thing I have made in such a long time.

He pushed her face first into the trees by the side of the road and all she saw was the green growing over her face. It came slowly at first; stretching and mottled and she could hear him calling her back from the highway but forward she fell, reaching through the bark and the brambles and the brittle twigs snapping against her cheeks. She could smell whiskey and eucalypt and the taste of a too early cigarette in the corners of her mouth, but still the leaves swallowed her.