things are starting to work out, slightly.
i still don't feel compfortable
i still don't feel like i have a 'home'
but i guess its getting better...
no i lied
shit's still fucked up.
its just changing.
and i don't like change
i don't know what to expect next
i don't know what next month will be like
sometimes i feel like im floating
like nothing's real
nothing that happened today actually happened...
im just goin through the motions