January 2011
6 posts
I find it hard to write out my feelings when I would like to publicly state them. It’s not something I want to hide behind fake walls.
Love.
What a complicated, screwed up way to feel. The last 24 hours has brought up so many haunting memories and feelings that I don’t know how to justify anymore. I only know what my heart feels. Wounds have been ripped open and my heart feels like...
I need to find a new hobby.
As well as take photos again.
I miss it.
