she's a ghost

here is my diary about liminal spaces, dreams and heartbreak from when i was living on a tiny island at the bottom of the earth. Its kind of like when you're stuck inside your face and you're going so far into ur brain for a swim that it starts pouring out your ears. And when it all folds out you're being hugged by a thousand of me and all the messes you thought you had to clean up are already taken care of. so you go take a seat in the soft warm couch of love in my heart. all profits will be donated to mutual aid orgs & gofundmes.