4am, Everyone Sleeping

4am, everyone sleeping

i got up to go to the bathroom and just when i got to the door i heard walking outside, as i was about to open it the walking stoped outside my door, I'm standing there, hand in the doorknob

i don't want to open it

ok now i did it right

I dreamt i had someone who loved me

Someone who loved me so purely, so sweetly and so just how i like it, that i loved him back

I'm mad at myself for not remembering his face, the only reminiscence i have is that he had curly locks, just the way i like it, i wish i could say what color they where, i just know it was a dark color, but, inside the "dark color" scheme, his hair could of been red, brown, dirty blonde or black, i guess I'll never know the true identity of my perfect boy.

It's a faint memory already, we where traveling, in a cruise maybe, when i try to reconnect to it i get the feeling of water, a vast ocean beneath us, and we where so happily in love, engulfed in one another's warmth, enraptured in the other's embrace and the feel of the wind.

I don't know where we departed, i just know that that future or alternate universe me was so happy and so in love with the person in her arms

that i wanted to be like her.

fuck it

aromantic spectrum awareness week in pocket camp

dont you ever just feel like a highly destructive or volatile force but you can't do anything against it, theres nothing to break, nothing to punch and is no space to scream.

Just you and your body and the need to break something, but you ain't about to harm yourself so there you are, silently crying, trembling from the impotence and the primal need to break anything that crosses your path but you cant

i didn't get problems with the skin color this round so... ta-daa!