I know, the world is not ending. But I had hoped it was.

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@loving-heartbreak
I know, the world is not ending. But I had hoped it was.
To everyone this holiday season with a broken family, grieving a loved one, under a lot of stress, fragile mental health, struggling with finances, alone, or not wanting to celebrate due to any numbers of reasons. I understand, and I am here for you. Take care of yourself
Dear September, please be good to me.
I’m too much yet too little, I can never seem to find a middle
I gave you so much of my heart
-you never gave it back when you left
Despite everything you’ve done to me and everything that’s happened, I still wake up every morning choosing to be kind and soft
If I let you see my bad days, I hope you know your special
I hope you know it replays in my head everyday
It’s okay to feel angry about your illness. It’s okay to cry, scream, or breakdown over it. Being chronically ill isn’t something you just get over. Even if you’ve lived with it for weeks, months, or years you are valid in how you feel about it. There’s not enough people that understand everyday is different, and everyday you are different too.
I am not defined by my pain. I am not defined by my pain. I am not defined by my pain. I am not defined by my pain. I am not defined by my pain.
I’m tired of asking you to love me
Sunny girl with pink lips and eyes of gold
She's gone
Drugs have a way of giving you hope then breaking your heart harder than she did.
-a heartbroken heartbreaker
My love hurts me in ways you've never seen before
I don't talk about it
But you never ask
I lost my heart
I waited all day.
I got nothing.