OLDER

I am often awoken in the middle of the night by an intense pressure in my chest.
I often whisper to myself that I know you are there
That we existed
That we still exist

I wish you liked me

You are good enough and you are worth more than how these people have treated you. So thank you for still waking up each day even when your body whispers “no”. And thank you for still pumping blood through your delicate veins because you really are precious. You really are.

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I have already made money from selling my prints online…

And I am so constantly craving. I am so constantly longing and wishing and hoping for not just something, but anything at all.

I feel like spilling every ounce of milk out onto the floor filled in a room with crowded people. I want to see if you will stand in it with me or if you’ll back away trying to preserve your preciousness from something so stained.