you know that thing that we do? that thing where we pretend, we aren’t as hurt as we really are, as disappointed and my personal favourite, that we aren’t as messed up as we really are. that thing where we pretend that we are alright? meanwhile you downed a little more liquor that you usually do, you smoked just a little more and you haven’t been eating very well except for the junk food you stuff your body with. well, I’m an expect in that field, I get my tolerance up every week, not seriously. every new week I find out that I can handle a lot more than I think and I can definitely do this more often. Only we all know it doesn’t fill that void now does it. lately I have been feeling, meh. literally meh. no sort of excitement just meh. it’s not a whole per say, it’s just one of those periods where everything is constantly changing, you are learning so much about yourself and the people around you that there isn’t any time to feel emotion. you are sorta just living, just wingin it. you
Well, this was supposed to be all my hot takes bundled up into one... it's not. This is like a journal, like a support group, I share my life lessons, frustrations and someday I'll share my poetry in hopes that I'll help someone heal, or start the process. It's truly simple to grow when you know you're never alone.