i drove past all the places i took her for appointments yesterday. her hair salon is across the street from her eye doctor.
sometimes it’s just really hard to believe in a place like heaven because i saw them put her in a fucking box and put that box in the ground. i’m trying to believe that she has a soul and that it’s not gone completely and it’s just in a different place but i don’t care about that place. i just want her back here. i want her back right now.
i want to erase the end of last year and the beginning of this year. too much bad stuff happened and i crumbled under the weight of all of it.
i’ve never been a person that needed other people, i’ve never asked for attention. i’m very independent and i used to be content with being awake at night by myself but that changed somehow.
sometimes all i want is to be held.