i dont know what the impetus to throw my pain into public view is derived from. there's some proclivity towards validation (remind me that i'm not just making this all up).
i'm so heartbroken. my thoughts spin out every time i try to sleep, turn into nightmares, and i wake up achy. i lay full next to my love and then one thought slips and sucks me under. i'm devastated things may never be the same and it infects every facet of my being. you don't look at me like i'm magic anymore



















