Galaxies glowing in the night,
Glimmering stars, so pure and bright,
Gravity's grip holds them tight,
Giving us a cosmic sight.
Gorgeous galaxies, so vast and wide,
Glowing with a celestial pride,
Gaseous clouds and starry skies,
Guiding us through the universe's guise.
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts7 days ago in Longevity
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