when no one is around and i mean no. one. i like to lock every door, turn off the fluorescent lights, shut every window, curtain, and draw all the shades, turn on my favorite album to lay naked on my bed with magical little lights on. is this an over share? are we not allowed to return to ourselves in solitude?? must i contain myself at every second of every day. neigh i say... neigh 🐴
why i wear my best clothes, my most lit fits, when i am simply sitting in the dark (most of the time alone) for two hours? the world may never know, but it does feel right…
