The rain is sparse,
but I hear it inch its way closer...

you buried me in
bitter orange and oak...

Having you in my life is making me miserable,
a word I often feel too privileged to throw...

Trigger warning: eating disorder...

you're not eating and we're trying everything we...

I let the rain massage my shoulders,
untying the knots in my back...

Whenever she bakes, I'm reminded of
home...

I am crushed,
like how he...

Lately, it's felt nearly impossible
to get out of bed...

[trigger warning: eating disorders...

I thought the heat would
be suffocating today...

You used to unnerve me.
Until I didn't care anymore...