"You'll be back. You always come back." TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE. Written during a time where my mind wasn't in the right place.
Purity. Something that is tainted permanently after one encounter.
An apology that will never be heard. A journal entry written in 2016 when I felt mania taking over my life. With love, Cherrie. How did the sweet love between us turn so cold so quick? Why did we let it get this way? I found this in a journal entry from aorund six months ago and it took me back to a very particular moment this summer vacation. It's short, but it is. my self-chosen “university of life” classes for autumn 2007: apocalyptic accordion agony, vegan cooking on the cheap, advanced starvingartisthood, intermediate trainhopping, applying the lessons of my...