Happy wedding season! Just perfect.
Dresses, parties, drinks, rings, soulmates.
Where's mine? Seven years dissolved.
Our date - just came and went.
Dress hangs on the door.
Our forever
much shorter
than I
thought.
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Shelby Larsen
Spinner of Fractured Fairy Tales
Drawn to justice, buried truths, and the silence between the lines
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
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Written very well. You are amazing!
Beautifully sad, my type of content. Thanks for your words!
Deeply painful piece! Well done, Shelby!