Stairwell Confessions

I’ll tell you a little secret

lists, daydreams and emails drift from their smoldering cigarettes into an unsatisfied abyss above

TOC of a Diary: Ch 12: My hopeless attempts at (self) love
Ch 21: Schadenfreude and other terrible admissions

an undeniable chemistry with the sand, stone, and arid desolation

It’s like a mortgage: those chronic dismissals, invalidations, and unceasing expectations- you deduct in installments.

Things no one ever tells you, and then some