The outside reminding me i'm alive
being outside really makes a difference
Being inside the house has me feeling so suffocated, stuck, and overwhelmed. There is too much for me to do, and too much of everything. i'm reminded everywhere i look every time i have been hurt, and that there is a lack of a home.
But outside, i am reminded there is a whole big world, full of millions of people, and things that don't bring despair. that though my life has been confined to four walls and heartbreak for so long that as soon as i step outside, there are endless possibilities.
i am so tired of being hopeful about the same things.

























































































