I'm a walking contradiction lately. I'm such an awful mess. You see, I've been so much happier and yet there is this immense amount of sadness and anger crawling around in my chest. I wish I could rip open my sternum and get rid of it. If only the monster would detach from my rib… Continue reading Torn
It's like I keep breaking over and over again. And I can't shake this feeling that I'm witnessing my own death. So many parts of me have been buried 6 feet down. So if you knew me then, you do not know me now.