and let me tell you something else:
Tag: irlanda
about the counterproductive pain of feeling what i feel and the objection of being
some things i learned over time.
about an imperfect past continuous tense
i tried to believe, to have the necessary faith...
about me and the value of emotional independence
i fucking am worth it.
about my friendship and the absolute truth
yes, i am a great best friend.
about him and the cardiothoracic cavity
i met someone new.
about feeling everything and drowning in shallow people
i feel, not like the others. i feel slowly, without haste.
about trauma and the [parti pris] judgment of a broken soul
trauma is a greek word that means wound.







