you make my stomach hurt (compliment)
letting go of the image i had of you
In the gallery of memories, shadows of you reside,
A canvas painted with moments, emotions we could never hide
Time tears apart the cloth that was once our relationship, threads of letting go,
Unraveling illusions, releasing what used to glow
Your image, once framed in the corridors of my mind,
Fades like a sunset, leaving any nostalgia behind
Every stroke of acceptance, gives me a brush of grace,
I release the past, in my heart's sacred space
The portrait of us, a masterpiece in its own right,
Now gives off warmth and light at night
Bitterness still lingers, but just the echoes of a song,
A melody of change, as I move along
For in the chapters of tomorrow, I'll find,
A canvas anew, where serenity is enshrined in an image that is not you
to my mutuals: keep girlblogging im working hard to make sure all of your posts get liked 💪🎀
i was going to learn 12 languages, read 250 books and learn 75 new skills this year what happened
i dont know what it is about the gunk of late 90s early 00s horror that is sooo enticing to me <3
American Horror Story peaked with Coven and it's never recovered since but that's what they get for killing Misty Day.
Misty Day did not deserve that.
She and Cordelia Goode should've gotten married and lived happily ever after in the academy forever and ever.
And misty would've called her Cordy and they could've been girl boss feminist lesbian witch wives.
I'm still angry about Misty Day.
2023 recap!!!
jan: forgot
feb: forgot
march: forgot
april: forgot
may: forgot
june: forgot
july: forgot
aug: forgot
sep: forgot
oct: forgot
nov: forgot
dec: forgot
it’s now been a little over 2 months since i kinda just stop talking to everyone. part of me feels better without them but another feels angry. i know these people don’t care about me (made clear by the lack of reaching out) but the feeling still consumes me. everyone made me the villain for years and now i actually am, i hope you locked your doors.