HAPPY LATE 26TH BIRTHDAY MEL! :)
q birthday ‘luck’ w/ xv mgs of pj zen: # home – a house, really. good weather. old bed. sugar intervals, paramore feelings. one more special day... right? # right… my sister’s kid was born when she was my age now – and people laugh when i don’t know stuff about taxes. # when will you find a girl, they say, get married, they say. [cut to a vase] i work part-time. i wear overalls.
(it's not my birthday)
goodbyes are hard but staying will be harder just let go it's okay love, atlas
changing my name. it's a journey. much love
I am internally screaming.
But I keep my mouth shut, And my scars hidden.
A poem every day.
a week ago
i turned 26. two days ago i hurt myself again for the first time in four years. this time i didn't use the little blades from my razor. this time i got more personal. used my own fingernails to dig deep for the life i'm scared to live beneath this skin. then i took some deep breaths in & restarted the journey again.
yikes. isn't it so scary to be so honest with yourself?
Even when the ink started to run
You helped me find the meaning in the verse Your cologne smelled like September And I knew even if we both got lost out there The sun would still rise and set I took a lesson from the darkness I never scorch my tongue on hot coffee anymore I read the words I used to ignore
happy birthday to me
and everyone else who took their first breathe today we're the chosen ones
officially in my twenties
At 26, he lost his one and only amour'. 26, his soul left his body suddenly with a roar! 26, none more worries.! 26. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . End of his story!!!!