Feb 2020
I spend this evening counting bumps in my popcorn ceiling
1,2,3,4,5,6,7
Heart is gnawing at my mind
8,9,10,11,12
Old washed out feelings
13,14,15,16
No words just
17,18,19
Memories
.......
when did i start crying?
1,2,3,4,5,6,7
Heart is gnawing at my mind
8,9,10,11,12
Old washed out feelings
13,14,15,16
No words just
17,18,19
Memories
.......
when did i start crying?
//On loneliness, her, recovery//
Stifling the pain isn't a replacement for letting it go. Breathe, you're going to be okay...
Stifling the pain isn't a replacement for letting it go. Breathe, you're going to be okay...
(28/M/Washington State)
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