Sometimes I hope I'm living alone right now. It's hard to focus at work and pretending you're okay around family on daily basis. I just want to cry and process my feelings properly in silence.

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Sometimes I hope I'm living alone right now. It's hard to focus at work and pretending you're okay around family on daily basis. I just want to cry and process my feelings properly in silence.
Angus & Julia Stone - A Heartbreak
what you left
you left when things began to bloom in the spring; when the flowers sprung to life and the trees sighed with content. I used to save heartache for the winter, but now the scent of spring brings a loneliness that burrows itself in my bed.
you came back again in the winter, this time a stranger. you were there on the surface: your willingness to hear me talk coupled with your wide-eyed stare, your constant company, making sure I knew you were always there.
and when you came back I let you in without hesitance. we were kindred souls; I didn’t have questions. but this time you’ve buried the part of you I loved so much so deep inside I break every night because I know I won’t reach it. stored with it is the affection you had for me and all thats left now is indifferent looks and forced conversation. It hurts to speak because you hear but don’t listen.
you did come back, but it isn’t you. you left behind all the parts I loved, and now you want to force what we had with pieces too large to fit.
Forty years. I still can’t wrap my mind around it. I still have the same questions we used to chase down together. And I keep wondering what I’ve done with the years you were denied. It doesn’t feel like enough. So this is me saying it: I’m putting my foot to the pedal now. For you. For us. I love you, Robbin. I miss you every freaking day.
AKA Dana. AKA Beautiful Spirit.
still 💙
michael ontkean as harry truman was such a doll... and i know he’s not coming back