"i wished i could open my veins and drain his cursed blood from my body."
"i'll be alright. i have you"
sleepless nights.
the past will always be within you.
scratching on the insides of your skin.
trying to find its way out.
despicable me.
it is so hard to think about tomorrow.
when all i wish for is the present night to be my last.
she wakes to a dark morning.
she sleeps to the darkest of nights.
and in between those dark hours,
she goes from one second to the next.
trying to maintain equanimity.
is that a way for one to live?
xx
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