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
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Old photos
It's okay to reminisce.It's okay to remember how it was back then.It's okay to even smile when you dolook back...because all of those memories...how can one truly forget?But you can't stay there.You have to snap back to realityand realizethat that's all it is anymore...a memory.Distant.Cold.Not much life living there anymore.Don't make it harder than it… Continue reading Old photos