I've been putting this off for a long time but now the words are getting so tangled in my brain that they're steadily making their way down my throat, into my chest, and constricting my air ways. After three beautiful years together my boyfriend and I decided to go our separate ways. So much has happened between then and now, but I need to compartmentalize this first.
Sometimes things just fall apart. There is something gnawing and awful about the slow decay. I'm mourning the amputation of a limb, the fantom pains are still bothering me. I know with time I will heal, but for now I'm walking around open and exposed. The wound is so fresh.
"One has no right to inflict one's sadness on other people. And no right, of course, to pretend that one isn't sad. One just has to accept one's grief and one's absurd attempts to be a Stoic." Aldous Huxley, Island







Luckily, my life has been consumed








Until next time
C
Sometimes things just fall apart. There is something gnawing and awful about the slow decay. I'm mourning the amputation of a limb, the fantom pains are still bothering me. I know with time I will heal, but for now I'm walking around open and exposed. The wound is so fresh.
"One has no right to inflict one's sadness on other people. And no right, of course, to pretend that one isn't sad. One just has to accept one's grief and one's absurd attempts to be a Stoic." Aldous Huxley, Island







Luckily, my life has been consumed








Until next time
C

















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