Ideal relationship: I'm good for you, you're good for me. We build. We grow. We flourish, and we let nothing stand the fuck in our way
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Ideal relationship: I'm good for you, you're good for me. We build. We grow. We flourish, and we let nothing stand the fuck in our way
grief is so crazy like what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. does she know i loved her. i miss her so much. i catch myself doing things she used to do. i wish i could call her. i miss her so much. i do a crossword puzzle. i cry while washing the dishes. does she know i loved her? my heart feels like a hummingbird. i miss her so much. what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. what if i forget.
And no I don’t think love ever leaves because it’s been eight years since my dad died and he is in every thought and hope and dream. and when I think I can’t fix the computer he is here. and when I eat chocolate cake he is here. and when the sun glows at 3pm he is here. and he will always be here because his life made mine, and my life will be his epilogue
Grief, Theodor Kittelsen
Christmas Eve at the Grave (1896) by Otto Hesselbom ❅ New Year’s Night (1984) by Sergei Andriyaka
a love letter to myself
I saw this while walking out of therapy where I had to talk through something about choosing myself and this felt like a message from the universe
we're running out of time to fuck it we ball....
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