Saturday, September 10, 2022

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.

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All the grief that swallows us whole is pooling over the edges and bleeding into everything; changing the shape of what it touches.