“Each believed that God was on his side, for no one raises a hand without convincing himself first that he is right.”
Andrew Krivak
Blogging burn change dread dream empowered fable forest FSF home Mental Health mother new out poem rant Short Story snow Soul spilled milk survival trigger warning Understanding weighted WPW you you are the universe
M | T | W | T | F | S | S |
---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
1 | ||||||
2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 |
9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 |
16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 |
23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 |
30 | 31 |
When anger returns, I often think of you. You are the one thing I am still angry at myself for. So much happened to me—so much harm, so much pain—but you took much of the buildup. I regret that day. I was never mad at you. You were not at fault for wanting to love… Read more
Recently, I’ve been feeling differently. I’ve grown so familiar with these stages. And this one always comforts me. When I feel angry. I never used to get angry; it was as if I was uncapable for so long. So it matters all the more. After an event, I’m swallowed by it for a while. It… Read more
The more years that pass, the closer I get to your age, the more I understand. As I live, I question how no one else loses it. At times, it feels more insane to find peace here. Your madness, justified. Their stable minds, mad. The price of life rising with every quarter. Left alone at… Read more
Intrigued. I always had an issue reaching people. Intrigued was often the only thing I could be. I attempted to cut a girl’s finger off with safety scissors in the first grade. I was quickly taken out of school and moved several hours away. Mother always defended me, like nothing I could ever do would… Read more
As I saw you I stopped, carefully lowering to the forest floor so as not to announce my presence. You seemed so at peace. I didn’t want to interrupt your comfort. I simply wanted to watch, and appreciate. I knew how it felt to be discomforted, and I wanted to shield you from that, wanted… Read more