♡ 17.11.21 B ♡
im really cold right now, and i can't stop thinking about writing. i want to write about the cat and the mouse in the courtyard yesterday. i want to write about the way im disillusioned with what birds i see or hear each day. i want to write about rowan and what i remember about him. i want to write about how much i've been dealing with the temptation to stalk anyone who i see potential in. i want to write about vivian's weird gay dentist character. i want to write about how nice elizabeth has been and how she told me she likes my hair and my eyes. i want to write about how much i've been wanting to die. i want to write.