What it means to live inside pauses, and why I still think solitude is sexier when no one notices it’s deliberate.
This was so well written I think I really felt what you were trying to convey
this hit me so hard! the kind of loneliness that doesn’t beg to be fixed...just quietly witnessed.
“I wanted to be the kind of girl you looked at twice, but never remembered why.” oh, wow, this piece touched me to my core.
This was so well written I think I really felt what you were trying to convey
this hit me so hard! the kind of loneliness that doesn’t beg to be fixed...just quietly witnessed.
“I wanted to be the kind of girl you looked at twice, but never remembered why.” oh, wow, this piece touched me to my core.