i don't read heavily angsty stuff but lrt... like lark's oikawa fic made me cry and lark & paula's oskt fics made me believe in love again. the little things i need to propel through life
this year has made me less human. i was never an optimistic person to begin with but as long as i could sit on a bus and head out to a new restaurant, take an afternoon off to try a new dish, i was content with my life. i wrote so many thank you cards from the bottom of my
heart to so many people.
and yet this year i have done none of that. mostly because of the situation but as i was coming back home today i realized i dreaded writing a thank u card to my instructor. i had nothing to be grateful about (even tho i should have many)
and yet this year i have done none of that. mostly because of the situation but as i was coming back home today i realized i dreaded writing a thank u card to my instructor. i had nothing to be grateful about (even tho i should have many)
i'm more hollow inside than i have ever been.
i spin tales to feel something again. to cling to the semblance of hope but as the year draws to an end its starting to slip again.
sorry for the personal vent
i spin tales to feel something again. to cling to the semblance of hope but as the year draws to an end its starting to slip again.
sorry for the personal vent
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