I hope the buttons on my keyboard come back.
THIS. whatever is wrong with me, has left me so uncomfortable. awkward.
my eyes. my limbs. how i walk, and the way i talk. how fast i get a story out. how slow things hit me. i cant really seems to care about anything that isnt about me, involving me.
i literally try and embrace all this weird shit. im pretty sure everything about me nowadays is received differently.. who cares about where it goes, though.. i just know.. that im trying to feel… like something other than this me.