An Open Letter To The One I Believe I Still Love
And so the feeling that we have been growing apart, slowly consumes me, we are indeed growing apart.
And so the feeling that we have been growing apart, slowly consumes me, we are indeed growing apart.
It has been four months, seventeen days, and five hours since he died.
I have realized that it is okay to accept that you’re not okay, it’s okay to show people you are hurting. Stop hiding everything into a facade.
She is broken, but she is other things too. She is loyal, she is kind – she is beautiful.