with every kiss you are carried home like a ghost

sometimes the words just won't come out.

ive been doing rather well with my new dedication to living. yes, i know it's still the first month, but considering everything that has happened and basically every day consisting of more bad news, i think i'm doing pretty well.

i went thrifting today and found an oldschool radio...i think it's like the one you see on "a christmas story" that is played every Christmas. it still works and the best part of it is, it was only $5.

i'm eating well, trying to get good sleep but that lately has been out of my control.

i'm keeping it together. as best as i can.