eros the bittersweet

a great unraveling

after all these times, after all the seconds that i burned attempting to live my life...i stumbled upon an impasse.

i cannot write nor think. i cannot breathe nor dream.

i can only hope that things will be better.

and do nothing but realize that things happen for a reason.

i am only able to remember the things that you made happen.

this is not our end - however - we have to allow each other to grow.

this is my prayer - in the name of the best of us.

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anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.