I'm tired. So Fucking tired, and right now, I'm getting déjà vu - déjà cu, déjà vecu. I am tired of healing. I am tired of letting go. I am tired of getting over. I am tired of one emotional trauma after the other. I am so tired of all those big fucking words that always have a deeper meaning, but turns out to be nothing. I just want to rest, not feel, not heal, not get over something/someone, not exist, I just want to fucking rest.
December 21
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Something Mending -- VOL 1
PoetryOf Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength...
