You’ve broken my heart over a hundred times now and managed to put it back together with just a smile. Why do I let you do that? When will I just walk away? I know how much trouble you are for me, yet I still get the worst goofy heart eyes over you. Just forContinue reading “Just You”
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8:53
Okay, remember some time before the New Year when I fell head first into my feelings? Yeah, today, after flat out avoiding the triggers of what made me fall off the grid for those last few weeks, I now find myself being forced to face them full throttle. In order for me to do thatContinue reading “8:53”
Dying to Live
I’m dying. With every second, minute, hour, and day. Behind this reception desk for bullshit pay. I’m dying. To discover my voice, find my purpose, and see more of the world. Why would anyone assume that I’m living? When I have yet to feel alive? Copyright 2016, All Rights Reserved.
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