On the brink

abstract mountain range

Thursday, February 9, 2023

I’m holding on by a thread.

I have so much anxiety today. I feel like I’m going to jump out of my skin. It doesn’t help that my back tattoo has hit the itchy phase of healing and I just want to find the nearest tree and use it as a back scratcher like Baloo.

I may snap.

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