valentine.

a single rose. breakfast in bed. a kiss.
surprise, lovely :)

my body feels so strange. i feel incredibly empty. it's frustrating. i just started a new medication and i'm fearing that's the cause. it's a week in and i'm thinking it's either that or i'm ill or something. it's strange. i just don't want to do anything. and it's rare when it gets super exciting. and i don't like the sound of my own voice. you know when you're sick of hearing yourself talk?? it comes in spades every once in a while, doesn't it?? i don't know. i feel like sleeping all the time but when i lie down i'm just awake. it's heavy to breathe.

being rewarded for hard work is good. the determination is draining i guess. such is life. yes??

something sucked out my passion. where did it go??
lets find it again.