Glitch.

Absolutely unacceptable.

This isn't the way we should have had a heart. Fuck the denigration. I feel like there's a cross
That you cross
And we can't really get why it's such a fucking big deal, this cross

Positive again. Life seems to be in order. Or rather, I've deconstructed my existence to the point where I can seem it as a sum of the parts, not just a whole. I see what's wrong, what I need to fix, and exactly how much I enjoy certain aspects related to a specific person. I worry too much, think that maybe she and I won't work out. But truthfully, it'll be okay.