I keep opening vent out of habit, and just seeing the feed being completely empty and not being able to interact, is breaking my heart. Jamie is nothing! but another added on heartache.

Good morning, slightly preparing for today’s mountain of meetings and endless conversations.

I cannot bear to look in the mirror — all I see is a fraud, a being stitched together with the ideals of others but never their own.

What can I say that will enable you to understand the depth of my sorrow — even if I see you again, I will never see you again.

debating whether I should get a haircut. It's turning into a bit of a hassle to style these days.

My brows furrow. - “Sometimes you can feel alone in a room of people. and sometimes you're content all by yourself. I find that it often depends on how you view yourself.." I nod, my head finding his shoulder. maybe tomorrow I will be lonely, but I think for now, I have never felt further from it.

Early morning cafe visits and reminiscing.

I prayed for thunder like a sinner begging for forgiveness. because once was already unlikely, but twice? — lightning never strikes the same place twice.