Where do you go when you want to disappear?
I run to you.
::every single time::
Dear Life,
I want to scream at you about how unfair things are. I want to throw myself into the pits of sadness and not get out of bed for days. I want to go out to the middle of no where and scream scream scream until I have no voice left and I can come home and be quiet and no one will ask me to talk, or how I feel, or why I do what I do. I want to be voiceless because I’m afraid of what I’ll say right now. How I might hurt those I love with my words, or my thoughts, or because I am in fact pissed at them also. I want to say to some “How dare you take me for granted, I loved you!”. Or how I want to ask others “What the fuck are you doing to yourself?!” Or how to some I just want to say “I love you” and lay in bed with them for hours because someday they might not be here. Someday might be sooner than later.
And life, while I’m angry at you…. I still think you are amazing and so fucking heart breaking.
And life, please don’t make me do this. Please. I can’t do it.
– Me.
Dear Universe,
Thank you for….
Self truths. Dancing. Chocolate cake. Quick work day. More dancing. Bone earings. Wedge shoes. Red ring. Sass. Laughs. Missing. Tears. Missing. Moments. Peace. Steak and Shrimp dinner. School photo clothing shopping. Talks. Letting go. Silly faces.
Looking damn good doing it all.
::Love, Me::