okay i can't sleep. so here i am.

i feel like im stuck. im not moving forward nor am i looking backwards. im pulled in both directions. and it makes me feel like shit. i can't move forward cause i feel guilty. i don't want to look backwards cause i want to be happy. oh hell. i need some brownies and ice cream. thanks.

on your machine i slur a plea for you to come home. but i know it's too late.
nurul.