Day 1 of Heartbreak Maybe this is day 2 because yesterday we decided to call it quits for possibly good this time. Most times it’s obvious within an hour it’s not permanent and sometimes we would let it drag on so the other could passionately pine for the other’s love again. This time was different though. I had started the conversation earlier, we then were fine, but then a guilt had crept in that put […]
Author: theragingkitten
I wish
I wish I was in the South of France Or an island in the sun I wish I was on a farm with pigs Or a mountain-top resort I wish I was in a hideaway Where only you know where I stay Where life can’t reach me And nobody needs me Where the dolphins and I can play Some days I am there, Physically speaking But my mind drifts to a basement beating When words […]
The Love Letter
He sat on the shoreline. Sand up to his ankles and a wind starting to blow his hair in front of his eyes. He watched the waves and couldn’t help but think of how much he wanted her there. For her to sit next to him and watch the waves with him. For the wind to blow her hair in front of his eyes so he could — Jesus. She almost just threw up reading […]
When the party ends
I used to hate leaving the party when it was ending. I would go to the postgame, the after-party, the after-after-party. The people at the after-after-parties were a lot like me. Looking for some kind of comfort or excitement, some of them made careers out of throwing the parties and networking with bachelorettes and models. When I was going out every day (M-Sunday, everyday), I was searching for something and feeling so numb. I felt […]
A Work in Progress
I found this in my notes from May 7th, 2019, 6:17 AM. I feel like it encapsulates everything this blog means to me. The good, the bad, the real. A look into my mind, enjoy- I write things without looking them over, take pictures without editing or manipulating. I don’t have the patience or strength to create better versions of something so pure, unadulterated. These are not the things and the versions I am proud […]