i forgot the start.

yesterday was a good day. i've woke up with the morning light in my bed and someone in my white sheets. my body was so heavy. i've walk for a long time, listening to sufjan stevens and crying for flint.

i'ts the same outside. driving to the riverside. i pretend to cry. even if i cried alone. i forgot the start. use my hands to use my heart.

even if i died alone. i realized dying alone is the worst thing. my good feelings drop down. yesterday was a weird day. i wish i could eat hummus and sleep in the green, just like in the sigur ros video i saw.