A daily reminder on grief.

The harsh reality hidden behind the masks of society.

Thoughts about what might've been.

You only realise the value of something after its gone >> . . . . Haven't been posting much but just felt like writing this ehh hopefully it's alrite :>

brought together by necessity; kept together by will; separated by choice

Words from an aging writer to his photographer wife.

I wish that you would tell me . . because today's prompt was just perfect for something like this

Doubt, loss, insecurities.

and because what's the point of staying angsty

Often times our own thoughts are our greatest burden.

The pain of an unresolved conflict. Click through till the end... trust me it gets better :))

.... are they just simple worries?

the question arises: what happens when you start doubting love?

out of love) that feeling of desperation