closed doors and a broken heart still
I never forgot the agony of being sYxual with other people after I met him. . . that was my issue I suppose. . . it makes me cry so much now, , , when [...]
I never forgot the agony of being sYxual with other people after I met him. . . that was my issue I suppose. . . it makes me cry so much now, , , when [...]
Feeling sad about the fact that my love is obviously pretty pissed with me. I don't know. . . I didn't know!! It hurts so much and makes me cry that I broke his heart. [...]
To be human is also to experience a sickness that I wouldn't wish on anyone. It is a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that spreads throughout my body, , , and it [...]
Reality can be ice cold. All this after waking up from a dream of the malicious intent of the person I have followed all this time. How awful could it be? Maybe reality is a [...]
Sorry. I shouldn't have opened up an email chat. I read the markers all wrong. In any case, I can write to you here, perhaps. (Now I don't know what to say), , , except [...]
Here’s the thing – I am feeling pressure from different angles to get to the coast – today. The problem is that if I leave today I will abandon my elderly client and surely lose [...]
The truth is not immediately obvious. It is all invisible to me. Something not real, Something that needs a deeper sense of self.
It feels like love may be lost. I am locked outside of it. There is comfort in the way of not being known. Feels like it is finally lost because I wasn't on that train, [...]
I feel like I want to carry my tear filled heart to the door of a kindly person, And let it break on their doorstep.
Missing older versions of 'us'. Before I was even aware that we were connected in that way. The innocence of love and admiration. The feelings were always true, even if everything around them was messy. [...]