the leavers dance
My hands my feet are worn As much as yours are And though my head my hands my heart are forming They still feel worlds apart Silliness, war games, wine and salty snacks. It was a good evening.
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we are indeed creators
Be love. Be kind. Know your worth. Remain forever confident to be recognised. You have nothing to prove. Be yourself. Let them bloom, fail, wander, and learn. Ignore them. Detach and be unbothered. Do not react if it does not feel good to you. You do not owe anyone a damn thing. You are a … Read morewe are indeed creators
Five Years
I am writing this post on the 19th, the day before I am due to leave for my trip. I know the days are going to be hectic and I want to make sure this post is made properly. Today is five years since Will’s left us. The weekend before I left, I was properly … Read moreFive Years
you have been living in a dream world, n30
we stayed up too late last night. i am not sure that i was asleep before 4. i was still up at 645. it was elder ring, sourdough pizza, listening to isobel and elliott drunk hysterical argue over skype and chocolate cherry muffins. i hate that audun drives home so late. i know he is … Read moreyou have been living in a dream world, n30
patience & prudence
We have to be part of something greater than ourselves. We need to share our stories because so many others are on the same journeys. WE ARE NOT ALONE. Suffering in silence is no way to live. The women I have met over the last couple of years have shown me how isolated I really … Read morepatience & prudence
the art of being unbothered
There is a song called, “Engine Driver“, by The Decemberist. It is probably one of the saddest songs I have ever heard. I do not know why it hits me the way it does, me the eternal goth girl that has listened to hundreds of thousands of hours of The Cure and Joy Division (and … Read morethe art of being unbothered
nth hoop
I remember back in the LiveJournal days, I was in a community for abuse survivors. I never posted my own story, I just commented on those that did. I was never brave enough. I did notice something: Over the years, the women that I have kept up with (I am friends with several of them … Read morenth hoop
left/swipe
In relationship therapy, I took a test that scored me very low in the arena of commitment. Seemingly, I do not have the traits of someone that sees the point or commits well or easily. I wrote down how my previously relationships/situationships unfolded. How the courting phases worked. How long it took for us to … Read moreleft/swipe
I am not crying you are crying
The conversation got railroaded from someone asking if she should forgive someone that ghosted her. I have a special place in my heart for ghosters. You really do not know where a person is at when they disappear from your life. I have a tendency to click people off when I am overwhelmed. I do … Read moreI am not crying you are crying
Jai guru deva, om
I am standing around a pile of clothes that just do not fit. No matter how I manoeuvre them, I cannot make them work. I appreciate that no one is commenting on these things. It is like everyone knows what is going on but they have realised I have opted not to say anything for … Read moreJai guru deva, om