thou art ridiculous sometimes

I want to be awake again, and not stumble over my words so often, and fall in love desperately and fully and completely, and well. Falling in love well...does that exist?

I want my skin to be thinner, now. Interesting, how when it was brittle and see-through, I hurt, but didn't complain, didn't want any of it to change, and...

after having to do away with all the delicacy, I am harder and thicker, and I just want to be dumb again, and innocent, and easily impressed.

Endless sleep, endless exhaustion

Accio, well-rested soul!