“Forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head.”
— Unknown
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Y’all have that one song that you can’t help but think about fucking too? 🤤
Ending everyday nested in layers of bedding. Gently resting where your chest should be, peacefully drifting away.
First light of day is met with a sleepy, “I love you”. The silence of nothing in return reminder that, it was nothing more than pillows and blankets from the start.
Honestly, people these days are way to sensitive. Like they will complain and complain about their life and don’t do anything to change it. Everything is scary. Everything is out to get them. I can’t imagine living like that. Change your shit or let the world run you over.
I am so thankful I can scream into the ether here.
Just feeling like I’m on the outside now
“There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything.”
— Unknown
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