i am returning from my preliminary touring-places-before-moving trip in portland today and. wow? hello? i feel brighter and more alive than i have in a very, very long time.
i took walks every day, blasted through a lot of my queue, spoke to both friends and strangers, ate regularly...
happiness is real and it's where i can see the mountains and the trees and the queers wherever i turn. i've never seen so many trans flags in one place- it's *still* kind of mind blowing?? so much sentiment of good community and kindness that's REAL.
and. did i mention the beautiful trees? the mountains? the world feels HUGE when there's actually something to see on the horizon..
so, so excited to be here soon. to be home soon.
i'll miss you, beautiful portland <3 :,0] till next time
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i used to breathe and i didnt know
i used to laugh and used to show
i used to spin in my tiptoes
i liked to read and i liked to blow
bubbles that would always glow
my mind keeps thinking things i dont know
it's like whispers on a show
i can't feel my toes
my lungs don't work anymore
my head is still full
of thoughts like "i cant take it anymore"
i dont wanna die at 18 but
it takes so much effort to live
maybe im just lazy and spoiled
or maybe this is where i choose what will i leave
getting old isnt for the weak
maybe thats why she had a hole on her cheek
it's depressing seeing the years pass
and worry until when will i last
im still in my teens
yet this doesn't mean anything
i should be grateful for what i have
but i still feel the weight on my chest
my tears don't come down
what am i supposed to feel right now?
the loneliness lives in me
and i wonder if i will be free
someday, maybe when i'm thirty-three
my mirror shows someone i can't see
and every time it looks at me
it feels like im gonna bleed
the thoughts on my mind cant seem to mean anything
but i get every little detail until i feel like spiraling
my face isn't mine
i feel so out of place
i cant feel comfort in things that shine
even though im full of glaze
getting old is so discomforting i could vomit my insides
and im so tired of staring at my phone all night
i guess staying at my room all the time
isn't the same feeling i had when i was five.
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