"i'd kill for you" okay but would you heal for me?
PLOT TWIST.

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"i'd kill for you" okay but would you heal for me?
PLOT TWIST.
Imagine finding the love of your life
Imagine getting to keep them
The self abandonment hurts more than the heartbreak
my dead wife. the ad free internet
late summer / early fall thoughts
I keep crying till my head hurts and my hands are shaking
when the root of the tragedy was love.
WHEN YOU TELL PEOPLE THE TRUTH OF WHAT YOU ACTUALLY WANT YOU GIVE THEM THE OPPORTUNITY TO ACTUALLY MEET YOU THERE
can you believe humans were literally gifted a planet overflowing with trees, fruit, water, medicine, and sunshine and somehow we said collectively, 'cool, let's invent debt, capitalism, and war.'
are you still here sometimes? so much has changed, neither of us are the same as we were anymore. i’m 30 tomorrow, who even am i? things really are at conflict inside me at the moment, and i wish i had some clarity about so much of what i should or shouldn’t do…. i stepped back- i let what will be, be and it’s led to this, but i don’t think i even know what ‘this’ is yet. it might be nothing, or it might be everything. after all the cruel games the universe has played on me and the way it’s dangled my life and well-being off the precipice like a toy… i hope for once it will be gentle, it will be tender and sweet and sticky like a peach. i hope.
i’m shot to the moon
L. V., excerpts from a past life
You are as far from me as memory