I say I’m strong woman and I don’t Need saving, but the truth is I am tired, I’m exhausted. I am. I’m tired of saving myself and everyone around me and just for once in my fucking life I would like for someone to give a shit enough to want to save me. I want to feel safe.
Saturday, September 10, 2022
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
All the grief that swallows us whole is pooling over the edges and bleeding into everything; changing the shape of what it touches.
-
We owned the night last - last night belonged to the girls! So much fun! Friends I haven't seen in years. Dancing. Laughter. Drinks...
-
It's a funny thing. Somehow I keep thinking I'll come out of this unscathed. Truth is none of us do. There's is always some d...
-
The shadow of the moonlight cast bright illuminating the rouge lace clinging to her radiant skin And all the holy parts of him gave rise to ...
No comments:
Post a Comment