hello old friend

a new year, and a new month, and a new day, and a new start.
these are all the things that january brought around, dragging it by the scruff of it's neck and here we are again.

i wont make a promise i can't keep - and i wont try and make myself do something that my heart isn't fully invested in, but i want to try.

i like writing, and i like words, and i like the sounds they make, rolling off tongues, and pouring into cups and tumbling through the empty space. i like stories and tales of high-hopes and misguided memories and scary thoughts. i like to tell people things to distract them, or to make them forget something bad, for only a split-second, and i know i'm not very much - but i hope i'm something.

i want to tell more stories this year - as many as i can, so i wont try and force things out, i wont panic and stress and tell myself that i am worthless for not being able to think of a boys name when instead i want to sit in my pyjamas, eating icecream while watching trash. but i will always try.

hello 2014, my name is jessica - i don't like making promises, and i'm starting this year freshly scarred, scared and vulnerable, so please be kind. i'm just here to say some words.

say hello if you're reading, because god-knows i hope you are.

xox
jess.