I had a dream last night that one of my favorite bloggers/artists/inspirations and I became friends and hung out. Such a disappointment when I woke up. Maybe some day!

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I had a dream last night that one of my favorite bloggers/artists/inspirations and I became friends and hung out. Such a disappointment when I woke up. Maybe some day!
"Tourist"
Open palms, open lips
Eyes turned inside-
out
Black vinyl like wet tar
The glimmering needle
scrapes
A familiar bed,
A foreign body
Hands
like cross-country travelers
Wild fingertips covered
in mountain-like ridges
A bilingual tongue;
sharp
inhalations
Melting breaths,
exonerable heat
The delicious
Sting
My painfully pleasant
souvenir
I need a vacation from this vacation.
For the first time in months...
I feel like I could cry my eyes out all night long. It’s so easy to tip the scale of depression. I hate it. How can one small bad moment make me feel so awful? I’ve been bottling things up again. Not good. And I think I’m about to burst.
Merry Christmas.
I am in a really rotten mood today.