"While The Birds Are Away"
.....the cat drinks out of the birdbath.😂(6.15.19)

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"While The Birds Are Away"
.....the cat drinks out of the birdbath.😂(6.15.19)
Listen,,, gender is very confusing. I’ve got like 5 terms now in my about page that all together say ‘hey, not entirely sure what I am and I also don’t much care, but I guess kind-of girl but mostly not.’ 5 terms.
So I'm in the ER for suicidal ideation. I've been here for almost four hours now. It's whatever. But my anxiety is increasing, and I'm getting dehydrated.
Will they offer me food if I never ask? Idk if I am capable of asking.
I need to pee but someone was recently vomiting in the bathroom so I'm terrified of going in there.
I need to clean my hands and phone and the bottom of my backpack which I put on the floor but I should've never done that and now it needs to be burned less it's contaminated. It's contaminated. I'm contaminated.
AGH
I hate the hospital once I think about the fact that sick people are here and I might get contaminated and die even though I'm suicidal so I shouldn't care I guess but I do.
And I'm thirsty and I can feel myself getting dehydrated. By the time they talk to me they're gunna have to give me an iv just cos Im dehydrated sitting and laying here
I wish they'd give me something for anxiety.
In the most physical pain I've been in in awhile. Chronic pain sucks.
"Dreams And Reality"
(6.15.19)
6.15.19
This is the first time I will write of you To simply feel if it feels right – Oh, but feel is quite The word, a fright Too serious A touch too full When you fill my mind with nothing But the ghost of possibility; The specter of doubt. I know not what to call It But the words do not tumble out. Rather, my speech is halted, Haunted Like the lingering, imagined taste Of a regret most feared.