if numbers make you happy youll never be happy because numbers never end

ah. wise tracey. yes. i moved 2 months ago. but more of the same. they have something in the ventilation, which is custom made for extreme junkies. i get a migraine from it. so i need to have it open the window and the stove fan on. but you know what. i hear birdsong more. i dunno how i survived before. and the spring wind on my face. just the most wonderful. and i got a new huge bed. wonderful <3 =*) it was rough in the beginning, on the day of my move i got into closed psychiatric care. then 2 more times. then i just figured hey i cant continue doing this. so i lived through the pain. hey. cigarettes and cigarillos give god damn horrible anxiety. so im happy thats gone <3 youre wonderful tracey! you have so much to do and you do em! i wrote a dirty story in my head, but then i figured, hey, ill make it into a poem instead! a proper poem for once, nost just streamy concy thingie. at least you reply more often than before <3