SpaghettiSam asks, "What has changed in this person so that the next time a crisis occurs or they aren’t feeling loved and special they don’t opt to go fuck another person?" Good question.
Every September 15th for the past five years I was there. My heart breaks that this year I won't be. I did what I could on your birthday to let you know you matter, that you are all that matters, that you are loved. That I would always be there. What more could I have... Continue Reading →
I'll keep working on changing the things I can and accepting the things I can't. You can hurt me but you cannot break me. Only the rigid shatter. As always, I keep my heart soft towards you. Not simply because I love you, but because I love myself enough to know this is best for me.