FEBRUARY 20, 2019

I'm not good. I'll be good, I always am, but in this moment I want to sob into my pillow. I want to go into an open field & just scream as loud as I can. I want an apology. I just want this all to disappear as though it's never happened.

It feels like I get the wind knocked out of me every single time. Every. Single. Time.

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