strange day. headlights cutting through fog. mysterious gray clouds hiding something, don't know what. today is like a beautiful melody with harsh fucken words.
you're looking for a release, like rinsing warm water flowing down your back.

heavy is pressing against the walls, someone is talking burning words. gotten a talisman from my messy purse. figure eights of thin rope around my hands and wrists.

don't know what this is about, only how it feels.