PinnedI’m writing this to make the loss easierBut now the graves of the friendships I’ve buried are piling up, and I am running out of places to hide. Each memory feels like a ghost I…Aug 30A response icon3Aug 30A response icon3
PinnedI hope the next thing I love kills mePerhaps it will be a song that I’ll play until it no longer makes sense or someone who has no idea what to do with someone like me. Or a…Mar 1A response icon33Mar 1A response icon33
PinnedDid I Come This Far to Only Come This Far?Did I wipe my own tears all those nights to just be okay with less than what I deserve? Did I forget how much progress I’ve made? Or am I…Apr 6A response icon17Apr 6A response icon17
PinnedWhat if it Works Out?What if the things I perceived as losses were really quiet victories in disguise? What if all the pain, the uncertainty, wasn’t a…Feb 14A response icon26Feb 14A response icon26
Broken Crayons still colorA crayon may get out of shape, break, or stop being operational because it has snapped into two or will not hold — but its functionality…Sep 21A response icon1Sep 21A response icon1
[June 14.] I wish I had never been born.That is the date which makes June 14-an anchor for a weight that hangs. On certain days, it acts like just another day. Sometimes, though…Sep 21Sep 21
Sad birds still flyEven a monotonous life is not enough to chain a bird with a heavy heart. An instinct always remains alive to rise and to move ahead, no…Sep 21Sep 21