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Its been 8 months, what words should i use to describe this? 8 months and she is still gone, he’s still gone, they are both gone. im not handling it well, im not handling anything well. i feel like such a whining child, nothing seems to make sense. i want to scream but everytime i try nothing comes out. Im not sure whats worse, the way i spiraled down words or the fact that no one cared enough to help me back up?
They say family is forever, but what type of family are we talking about? what type of forever are we talking about? because im here to tell you that family is not forever. family also comes and goes and as sad as it sounds im sure that many would agree with this statement.
its been a while since i typed something out on this blog, not that anyone actually cares. everything seems so pointless, people look for things that they might get. im tired of looking for things i might get, things that usually end up hurting me even further. i thought i was strong enough to keep doing the same thing over and over, to take in all the shit that people give me, but no, i guess im not because at one point i just broke! the thing is im not even sure when that happened i just know it did and im trying to find my way back; back to the girl i use to be, the girl with the iron fist, the girl with a strong heart. where did that girl run of to? or maybe she was never there to begin with. im lost somewhere, somewhere in this dark dark hole i let myself fall into its like an endless fall from the top, no bottom, no ending but i know one thing for sure though, i want to find myself, i want to become the person i always hope i would be.
so heres to new beginning
s, here is to not giving two shits what people say or do, and heres to aiming for the best i can be.
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