"So as my fingers curl,
I move my lips just so you won’t have to.
Dammit you clever girl..”
“Could you map this globe,With a torment slowly rose,To a fear resigned,Quiet room I hope I find..
Cut me open please.Cut me open please.”Always. William Fitzsimmons - Psychasthenia.
Looking back at my Tumblr & blog from just prior to this time last year, it’s astounding how much my life has changed.
Going from married, to numb, to empty, to nervous, to loved, more myself & more happy than ever in a little over a year is a lot to go through over the space of a few months.My Tumblr posts might be vague to others, but I remember exactly how I feel for each picture I post, each line I write. I remember what song I was listening to & the feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I’m so proud that I fell so far then climbed so god damn high.