This is a journal entry from May 2018. I recently scrolled upon in on my laptop. It touched me, literally a year later, and I hope it...

Mornings used to hurt the most Waking up alone feeling that emptiness where my heart used to beat so freely I remember that hollow...

August 1st 2018. The Hour of 4 pm. A thread of poetic like tweets? 4:05 pm love is burning me whole my body is in fucking flames and I...

Love is not a fairy tail so screw anyone who tells you otherwise because if love was a fairytale it wouldn't be real. Raw. Love is raw....