That moment when Gender Dysphoria, friend problems, and major sadness hit you at the same time haha... I'm perfectly fine :) I'm fine :) I'm okay :) I'm fine :) I'm okay :) I'm fine,, :) I'm okay,, :) I'm fine... I'm okay... I'm not. I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory. When's it gonna get me? In my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me? If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be? Is it like a beat without a melody?
