I have always been a loner.
I think, the world would be a better place if we were more in touch with our own love languages, and the love language of those nearest and dearest to us.
‘’I know the world is on fire, but keep making your art. Keep submitting. Keep applying for things. It’s the only way we’ll survive.’’ @lovecindyxo
Some of my closest friends I met during my childhood.
The journey started at primary school through to high school and then adulthood.
Reality has never hit me this hard for me to actually sit myself the fuck down and look at my options, the good and the bad. *dis vusu. How can an executive of a big firm be such a clown when it comes to *DICK!
’If you’re never going to talk to me again, that’s okay. I know you promised you would never leave me five months ago while I was crying into your chest, but I also know that sometimes it snows in the middle of April or weeds grow in the middle of a rose garden, so I understand that things happen that aren’t supposed to.’’
From the last letter I ever wrote you.
These are definitely trying times guys.
I keep asking myself if this is really what I’m all about. Getting a good fuck from the love of my life that might not love me back. Is this what my life has become now.
WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ALLOWING IT?
The following content is based on real events and might be sensitive.