I don’t expect your sympathy. I don’t expect anything from you. I just have to let it all out sometimes, not to you necessarily, just in general. Everything builds up and I don’t have anyone to talk to and I can’t afford to pay anyone to talk to me so I just need to vent
I hope all is well with you. I’ve been writing this since our second court date. Yes I was hurt by your action of taking me to court and putting my job at risk. Yes I was hurt from you having people message me. I was hurt from the breakup. Yes I was lost for
I woke up this morning and I actually had a little bit of hot water in the shower so maybe that means today will be a good day! Related Post I never thought I’d feel this way again. you. I’m here.
My self appointed “archenemy” I know you’re here. I’ve known this for quite sometime now. In case you miss this message I’ll send something like it directly to you in a month or so. I might never have told you if u weren’t such an arsehole but here goes It’s called a hard eight. It’s
Everything. A whirlwind. A hurricane. So many layers. Depths and depths, of truths and pains. Storms in a being. I don’t remember how I got here anyway. It was when everything overtook me, and it all became so overwhelmingly deep. I crave comfort. Yet I crave chaos. My emotions, at any given moment, change too
It’s been a long time coming, this conversation is long overdue. I’ll try to make this quick, but how can I, when there is so much to say? I can’t help but think it was all a lie. How could true love end like this? How can you love again, when I’m still lying in