Always a Rainy Day Haze
NSFW. I am a literal dumpster fire. Broke & ready to be abducted by aliens. 👽
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And that’s what they never tell you about growth… is that you can go months, years even doing great.
You can accept your past mistakes, the heart aches, the friendships lost, how far you’ve come, and recognize all the steps, choices, and reactions that got you to this point.
And all it takes is…one..
One..quick reminder, to make you stop dead in your tracks.
A glance of someone that resembles them,the smell of their old t shirt, the tune of a song you used to love, an old photo, a dish, a night, the air, a breeze, a place…
One reminder from the universe, that no matter how fucken far you’ve gone, no matter where you are, sometimes it can still sting, and that never stops.
Anonymous:
Do you still think about people from your past
Its just…. some times I miss you.
Sometimes.. its hurts.
Ages since I’ve been in a space to write so freely about you. Long have I stopped my voice from being heard.
…yours was the first name that popped up… first picture of you, with your new hair. Gawd I miss your hair.
My voice?!
Fuck and just today I said your name too. [Their it is again] that anger that seeps back in my heart that you so easily manipulated and tore through with your teeth,….gnawing at it like some cannibalistic soul.
..another day.
