It's 12:02pm and I haven't gotten out of bed yet. I'm still in my night clothes. My make up is smudged from the night before, and my hair is ratted.

It's 12:03pm and I'm focusing on my breathing. The slight rise and fall of my chest and how it hurts to remember you.

It's 12:04pm. I wonder why I waste so much time in bed, in my head, slowly killing myself with my thoughts and never ending sadness.

It's 12:05pm and I feel dead. And there's pounding all around me, and I'm not quite sure why I'm writing this. And you're name vibrates through me like my alarm clock at four thirty in the morning telling me it's going to be a bad day, but aren't they all now.

I'm sad. I'm rad. I'm Raven Rose. It's quite lovely to meet you. Never leave me.
04/17/15