hotmess.

It's been a hot minute since I've written here last. This prolly ain't gonna rhyme.

Sorry in advance. Let's see.. Maybe it will rhyme. Maybe:

 

I'm bitter. Life has hurt my heart with a splinter.

Things I never wanted to lose I no longer possess

Friends I never wanted to walk away have gone

But I digress.

You wanna know what hurts so much?

I went like a whole year without writing about much so 

writing this makes me feel like I don't know.. even ..

Breathe. In 1-2-3 ..and out 1-2-3.

Breathe.

Surely, things could have been much worse.

I could have died. I could be terminally ill.

I could be homeless with no family to look out for me.

But I wish I could explain what I'm going through right now..

I'm so bitter that I'm scared to open myself up to anyone again.

That's scary to me. I heard someone say that the quickest way to die 

is to spend your days utterly alone.

Anyways, this sucks.

I'll try to make sense of my situation another day.

 

Forgive me? 

 

 

 

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