hello, mo is back. After escaping an abusive relationship, I am free again. It’s time to figure out who I am and how to love myself again.
Wow god damn my friend is so fine 😍😍😍
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@baetato
hello, mo is back. After escaping an abusive relationship, I am free again. It’s time to figure out who I am and how to love myself again.
Wow god damn my friend is so fine 😍😍😍
hello, mo is back. After escaping an abusive relationship, I am free again. It’s time to figure out who I am and how to love myself again.
Are we back on our bullshit eight years mater?
whole lotta bullshit to jump back on
Late Night Thoughts 1:40 am
The blackness just spills over the road leaving my mind to wander back to the corner you’ve found a home in.
Where did you go? I’ve searched high and low for you and the only true place I know you’ll stay is in my mind, tucked away with all the rest of the broken promises and hearts. You’re like the decorations I’ve retired, no longer serving a purpose in my life.
What did I do? Sometimes I blame myself and ponder the roads we decided to take, our fights blow up in my face and I grip the wheel even harder feeling the bitter words you once shouted burn new scars into my skin.
What if? Now here is the biggest struggle I face, going back and trying to imagine what could have happened if we never parted. I could have been the last one to hang a smile on your face and feel your touch and now I don’t know if you’ve given up or found comfort in a complete stranger that you picked up on the side of the road to complete the hole your chest bore.
The road stretches on and so do my thoughts, it seems the only constant one is this worn down cement I travel on each night.
Heyo
baetato makes a return