Maybe what I miss the most on a daily basis is… Your knives. And yet how oddly romantic to miss them too ???
there’s something bittersweet about being in some of the thick of middle America.
Portland simply could never be so strangely charming. Ok?
Lolz a damn TikTok about bikini barista came on my page and I’m like huh I wonder if he went to those while we were together 😂 that would be sad and kinda fucking hilarious, actually. Or the strip club..like he’s getting one over on me. Bro I’m mentally ill and exhausted and traumatized and ur gonna traumatize me more and still act like bullshit… Thats so crazy, I hope you never talk to another woman out of pure shame. You can never make us happy because you don’t care. How utterly embarrassing.
I hope you never read this page again 🙃 I really do. I hope you don’t read this. I hope you move on and get better and grow. It’s sad to think you will remain forever in ignorance and selfish comfort. I guess it’s just sad I allowed myself to see you the way *I* wanted to rather than who you actually are.
Idk. Oh well.
Get better. Moving on
😃
Life has officially gone from okay to fucking awesome in the span of an afternoon.
I knew I had to come back here. I just knew I wasn’t done. So now I can step into that validation… And get to be even more myself again. Wow.
As happy as I was to work for the slanted door, I am so floored to be where I am now.
Just insane. Wait was every horrid moment leading to all these new ones?! Wow who would have thought. Amazing 😳