You Put Me Through Hell
Your hands didn’t even tremble as you flung me in purgatory.
Your hands didn’t even tremble as you flung me in purgatory.
My heart is on the edge from being so full. I cannot tell if I am crying from laughter or from loving you so much.
Because that’s what happens when you allow others to dictate your worth — it will kill you.
It’s a bizarre thing to think about, but horrible sadness can actually remind you how loved you truly are.
When you heard “pop a Molly, I’m sweating” you thought someone was going to shoot your favorite childhood American Girl Doll.
Monday, fun day? No. Nobody says that.
She’s So Wet
I have to steal moments from memories.
What if that was the cure, Dad? What if hugging you made it all okay?
I don’t know how to cushion the blow of a truth so ugly.