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Because I told you, if I had to learn it the hard way, I’d learn it the hard way anyway – you couldn’t have protected me from that. I still believe that there is good in people – sometimes buried way way beneath. But there is, there is good I swear.
12 exit wounds carved in to my upper thigh. No one knows, no one will ever know. No one will ever have enough patience to explore, to know. 12 exit wounds carved in to my upper thigh. The pain is felt. The pain has exited. Crimson proof of life touching against every attempt at hiding…
When asked what the favourite movie is, you always have the standard truth in response: Children of Men (2005), Girl, Interrupted (1999), Pretty Woman(1998). But no one ever asks you what the most special movie is -that is a whole other answer. Love, Rosie.
I’m leaving, But I’m not saying goodbye – does it mean that I know I’ll be back, Or does it only mean I know you’ll never really let me go?
I love how I find music when I need, always. I love how music finds me when I need, Every time.
The year started in atrophy – both of us starting off what would be one of our worst-best years. Thank you for being my silver-lining through all of it. Thank you for being the one person who responded to all my crazies with “I understand”, and my personal favourite, “save your explanations for someone who…
Life is on airplane mode. The irony is that no would be reaching out to me even if I were to be fully accessible. No one. I’ve never been the kind of person that is missed. As I was reminded yesterday, (you) ‘only know one thing and that is to love unconditionally. But you don’t…
I told you so. I told you, Every one, Every time, Time after time, I told you, I told you so. A reply from the left side brain: & again.
“Does anyone know the whole story of what you’re going through?”
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Stop lying to me when we both know I’m too intuitive to be gullible, when we both know it’s not ‘too much work’, when we both know it’s not ‘so exhausted’. I’ve waited on for the truth for a while now but thank you, love you, goodbye.