its been about 3 months since ive found my boyfriend hank. its been the happiest 3 months of my life. they're my soulmate, my other piece, the light of my life and my favorite person in the world.
i hate being in this body. im so much weaker than i used to be back in nevada. i cant walk without feeling like the bones in my leg are splintering and stabbing jnto my muscle. i need a cane to walk now, but back home i was able to shrug off losing a whole leg and wear a too tight prosthetic and still kick ass. im so scared that one day i wont be able to get back up.
but even when i get scared hes there for me. hes been so patient with me and i never want to let him go. even if my mind wont let me believe he loves me 100%, i know in my heart he does and i dont doubt it for even a second. i just wish i could believe it all the time.
hank, if youre reading this (you might be), thank you so much for looking for me last year. i dont know what i would have done without you. thank you for being a shoulder for me to cry on, thank you for loving me, thank you for letting me love you. youre the light of my life, my sun moon and stars, and i never want to let go again.
- talia/tricky the clown, madness combat fictive (🎪🌐)