We’d always say “maybe in my next life” as a way to comfort ourselves when something doesn’t turn out the way we want. I don’t want to change a thing even if we can turn back time because we both know it wouldn’t have worked out anyway. “It is for the best” we convinced one… Continue reading In another life
Alcohol is a booster. Nights are terrifying. It is when you could say anything, would say everything and might even do... things. Even if it doesn't make sense, or even if it made complete sense. It makes you wonder when you're sober. It makes you think when you get sober. It keeps you up at… Continue reading Something Out Of Everything
It has been more an a year since I talked about you. How are you? I said goodbye but I have so many things to tell you because you used to listen to everything I had to say, you used to advise which are the bad guys I should stay away from. You used to… Continue reading How Are You Ken?
A lot of things don't affect me, but there are a ton of things that do. Things that are completely irrelevant, things that are not that big of a deal, things that are from the past, things that I could choose not to know. But I'm slowly learning to let go. Of things that I… Continue reading I’m Slowly Learning, To Let Go Of Many Things
This is how I heal. This is how I am. You can hate me for all I care. I talk about it. To people I know, to people I don't. Online and offline. I mean what the heck was I supposed to do? This is what I do. My people are wise enough to know… Continue reading This Is How I Get Over