I don’t even know what to write. I feel like my posts lately have been really dark. Sometimes, I just need to let all that pent up emotion out. Ha. You know the dark side of me? It’s like a big black ballon of dark. When I vent? All The sad grey pieces & parts wheeze our, like pricked that big old balloon and this is what slips out...
It’s funny to me. I’m picturing it now. That big bad balloon of gooey bad stuff. I’m not sure where I am going with this. I think maybe that’s it. I just had to tell you that.
Yup & done. ❤️
This is a collection of journal entries. A compilation of thoughts that I have written in the margins of books, words scribbled out on the back of paper napkins and sentences taken from the lines of an old notebook. I doubt this will ever be read, But if you happen to stumble across it? Please be careful. Its all I have..
Wednesday
Happy and Always
I wake up in the morning, only to be sad I awake again. I don't wish to be here, I live in constant, chronic agony. I have lost years ...
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I found love years ago, last month last week, and over the weekend. I found love today and I’ll find it tomorrow together, forever, and alw...
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I woke up today around 3am. I tried to go back to sleep, drifting in and out of a conscience state. I woke up today following a night of s...
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U You You are gone But you will never Ever Be Forgotten Mr. Christopher Larkin