The pain. The ache. The emptiness. It is all-consuming. It has become all I know. It is all I feel. It is a voice within me. Effortlessly deep. Fathomlessly immeasurable. And it is hungry. The only thing left to feed it is me. And it is always hungry. Never is it satiated. I’m stuck walking a line between an obliteratingly normalcy that borders on boring and a terrible destruction. No one left…
Month: August 2015
Getting to know each other: Note from Carla
Getting to know each other: Note from Carla
If you’ve been tagged or you are reading this, you have the honor of copying all these goofy questions, writing your own response, and tagging 10 other victims. You have to tag me so really you just need 9 more people. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you – but not in a creepy stalker kind of way. To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these…
