lazy butterfly

I feel like I’m fighting an uphill battle with myself

I’ve been in such a fog lately

forgetting to eat, sleeping over 12 hours a day

no interest in anything really

nothing new to say to anyone

I’ve been in this place before

I recognize the symptoms of unhappiness

but still I can’t manage to pull myself out of it, yet

I think this is my fight for now.

To make it out of this fog without fucking, without male attention, without anyone helping me.

I still miss him terribly.

less so than before, but I wake up in the morning and before I can stop myself,

I’m looking at that fucking black t-shirt that is still sitting on my desk that he wont take back. 

this entry has nothing new to say

but I haven’t said anything new in a while.