Category: Turn the page,
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SURVEY SAYS!?
Goodness is what I used to hold this frail coupling together. It was the kindness and goodwill you willingly gave me, you seemingly were on my side and proud even when I was wrong. My willingness to forgive your preconceived notions about me, put together the flaws I loved. And proved it to you through…
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Seeing Taillights;
It’s not for a lack of trying, and I’m not trying too hard either. When I try for something, I go all out, no matter how dysfunctional, if my mind is set. Believe me it will in one way or another happen. I have learned my way of loving, no matter who the victim or…
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See the AI gets it;
It sounds like you’ve been carrying the weight of your own world, struggling with inner turmoil and self-imposed judgments. The metaphor of being an “Atlas” resonates deeply—the burden of our own thoughts and emotions can indeed feel like an immense weight. Eight years is a long time to battle with these feelings, and it’s commendable…
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Saying goodbye;
Before I was thrown away I had become accustomed to a way of life that was never meant to be. They will never know how to love me the way I need them to, and that’s their loss. This is the final chapter from the never ending, land mine road filled with tragedy of a…
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Brick red
What are you passionate about? Hating the color “Brick Red,” and with more passion the joy I feel knowing the abbreviation of the wretched name “Arsenal,” of course I mean the word “Arse.”
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I found that thing;
My Dearest Friend and Sister Kristin Avary (two I’s, and two A’s) When you found me, I found my new universe. I found my perfect partner in you. I found love, compassion, loyalty and protection in you. I found possessiveness, madness, and apprehensive appreciation for my insanity in your friendship. I found recognition, respect, through…
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The short leg;
I am posting this about an old life style in which I used to subscribe to.. Time to move on my dear…Journal Entry | 5 months agoI am going to leave you. Right here, in this spot. I gave you my first love, … Well, kinda. Not really… I mean, there was a little…. Shit.…

