Choices
- Rae
- Jan 11, 2021
- 1 min read
I feel like I’ve ripped all my skin off and purposely went outside to stand in the freezing cold.
none of it makes sense, shouldn’t make sense. But it does to me. in a very terrible way.
every time it hurts too much, every time I feel overcome with panic or fear or heartache, I tell myself firmly, ”This is your choice. You made it, so live with it.”
Jesus Christ, what a fucked up fucking world. What the fuck.
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