You belong to me,
Like a tree to its roots,
Strong is the bond.
Imperishable.
Much water has flown under the bridge,
But the flood has not yet ended.
It shall someday, someday.
My struggle with depression and life after love, knowing now, that the days of innocence have expired...Moving on after pain, with some hope, and a little wisdom
Thursday, August 13
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Letter to RAD - Take 3
hello, it’s been a few days since we last texted, and i’ve been reflecting on what you said. while i agreed with a few things, there were ...
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the dark parts - i tried to hide them, then treat them but in the end, i realized i’d have to live with them
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you’re not your cv or your waistline you’re not your parents or your sun sign you’re not your promotions or the money you make you’re just t...
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the bridge is broke between your hope and my reality the last hour spent on my lament yet you show no mercy
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