Slowly But Surely Saved By Seattle
I’d only ever been in love twice. Both times ended in something just shy of disaster.
I’d only ever been in love twice. Both times ended in something just shy of disaster.
Every song doesn’t remind me of you anymore.
If I’m not there for myself, if I’m not proud of myself, I shouldn’t expect others to be.
The hard truth is, sometimes you handle your trust issues like an asshole.
The expansion of your soul is the death of something somewhere in the universe.
It’s never easy to say goodbye.
I hate September, I really do; I’m upset and cross with the world and her and myself and everyone and everything in between.
You’re undeniably, beautifully you.
I don’t think about what I’m doing, I don’t think about how other people feel, I don’t recognize when I’m being difficult until it’s too late. By then I realize that I’ve taken advantage of people.
Many assume it is simply the idea of breaking up a family that keeps us in the cycle of abuse. But I am here to say no, that is not what made me stay.