It’ll hurt, but you’re not supposed think about it.
You’re supposed to bask in how overwhelming good it’s been.
Goddamn it.
That Goya will destroy ya.
I watch one mini doc about a mad artist and voila.
I’m freaking out.
Don’t look at the dark mass, surrounding the cottage.
(thought you were tough lol)
I am.
(we are)
It’s just,,out there.
(it’s always been out there, you’ve always known)
I know.
I just hate it.
(natural as the rain…)
And no heaven 😔
(probably not… But we don’t really know much about much. There’s no telling..)
Alright..
Base line.
(square one)
Alright..
(deep breaths.)
I know, manage what you feel.
(it’s going to be alright.)
dawn 