things keep on going and i am still here.
i need to write. i have a story and i think i like this one better than any of the ones in the past. it’s a mash of Buffy and American Horror Story: Coven. the one line i have in my head that i really like is “There’s got to be more to being a witch then fucking vampires!”
November is really becoming my celebration of Samhain. it feels even more so this year since i am fucking out of retail and fucking Christmas shoved down my throat.
i think i need to write, with pen and paper. i think i need to think of poems again.
i want November to be good to me and for me. i want to clean tomorrow and get ready to start 2026.
i very much need to really write and not this one sentence posts.
but that’s for another night.
it’s time to bring the A game.
DID SOMETHING STUPID AND NOW HE HASN’T TEXT BACK YET AND OH MY GODS!!!
Colt, I’m sorry. I don’t know why I was such a bitch to you on Halloween or why I have been a bitch in general to you.
I still worry about you, love you, and pray for you.
I don’t feel #ILoveYou3000 or #CuzWereConnected is as strong as it was.
I know I have changed, and that I am still changing. With the changes, I know I still want you in my life.
I am sorry.
