Oh.. Thanks anon. ;_; I feel sort of down today, but it just means that tomorrow will be that much better, right? c:
Today, it’s hard. Today it hurts, because it’s gone. The real kind of gone where you can never have it back. You can’t even try, you can’t beg forgiveness or have hope through your tears. You have nothing except an always too distant memory that comes to you in waves, either too fuzzy to comprehend or so intense and surreal that you think it might still be happening. That you might be back there, years ago.
There’s nothing I can do but miss you.
Today is my very last day working at Staples.
weak in the knees
to be quite upfront
make my body
it has knees
at all. Derrick Brown, Love Language (via weaverofstars)