i don't know why i care about sunday considering that i'm abc, but i really appreciate that it is.
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i spent the entire day bleeding my brains onto the table, and then slowly gnawing them between my teeth and bitterly swallowing them back, hoping the fragile inside me that i aimlessly rely on every day would somehow know how to get them back inside my head so i can bleed them out again on the next sunday.
yet, somehow, sundays still end up being okay.
deletedalmost 7 years
nine days ago i was certain that there was nothing interesting or exciting about sundays, yet here i am, posting in this topic on a sunday. how odd.
deletedalmost 7 years
i don't get what's so special about sundays, sorry.