almondmilkgal:

sext: “did you see the moon tonight?”

Let go of
everything
that doesn’t
want to stay.

was it a bad day?
or was it a bad ten minutes that you milked all day?

At times I suffer from the strangest sense of detachment from myself and the world around me; I seem to watch it all from the outside, from somewhere inconceivably remote, out of time, out of space, out of the stress and tragedy of it all.