this too shall pass but the fuck was that for
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this too shall pass but the fuck was that for
Sometimes when I’m crying, I close my eyes tight enough and my tears feel like hopeful twinkles of stars
But they are just tears
And those are just the street lights
3/29/26
Words from December
I’m pissed everyday
I’m pissed when it’s cold
Im pissed when it’s hot
I’m mad at another beautiful day wasted
I’m mad at another frigid night alone
I think I’m just mad at me
I’ve fought the thought process that “the grass isn’t always greener”
And maybe thats my blind optimism
With a hyper active mind and a fixation for a hallmark sense of love, and adventure and story telling
Maybe I should be more simple
Accept duller days to be just as, days
Allow simplicity to be a reminder
Of comfort, familiarity and safety
But I can’t help but ~wonder~…
Maybe I’m not build for those things
But also
Maybe I am meant for something more
The cold air on my breath reminds me that I am me everywhere I go
Staring out wondering
“Why me?”
I inhale, I exhale
“The grass may not always be greener, but it’s new, and that’s good enough for me”
I take a chance
I’m pissed that my nose is pink and my lips are chapped
I’m pissed that the bottoms of my pants are soaked and ripped
But I didn’t waste another beautiful day
I drug my feet out of the mud to rebuild
So I rebuilt and I grew
If you asked me last year “are you happy now?”
I’d tell her, not yet - but I am so proud
12/06/25
Being back up north is the best choice I ever made. #brooklyn
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