remission
I keep waiting for the moment when I break down crying in front of the mirror at how I've done it again
and how terrifying it is to think that I might have to again
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
you sold my childhood home in 22 (journal part II)
Poetrymy first love was my hometown I am still grieving her
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remission
I keep waiting for the moment when I break down crying in front of the mirror at how I've done it again
and how terrifying it is to think that I might have to again