I reach the crossroad, look to the right, and then to the left. Couldn't tell which way to go, downtown had always got me confusing. I crossed the street, the light was red.
Shallow, emptiness, do you feel it, while watching your screen? A Serie of dark characters and different stories I'm working on. This is the first one.
Been out of the hospital for four months. Struggling to lessen the urge to self harm. Breathing meditating and purging of the negative with soft pure thoughts containing flowers surrounding every image of my heart.
If you get the reference in the title, yay you. If you didn’t, don’t feel bad, because I only discovered Billie in May. I am a devoted fan, as you can see. Anyway, I used sharpie, alcohol marker, and maybe a little too much pencil and ink...
