You keep my secrets, hope to die.

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Just find yourself a place to make your stand and take it easy.

I’m not sure what it is, but on occasion I get these brief waves of being immensely sad. I hate it because it is a foreign and feels unsettling. During these times I find it difficult for anything to help, I just kind of have to wait it out until it passes, then things return to normal. Tonight is the first time in a while this has happened. I’m sitting on my bathroom floor making the room steamy from the hot shower and smoking weed. I find the weight between the smoke and the steam kind of relieving. I think because the heavy lungs physically compliment the way I feel emotionally. Tomorrow I’m just going to try and have fun and not worry about anything. Nothing is more important than feeling happy. When I’m unhappy I’m not myself and I kind of miss myself.