Ana Apr 18, 2019 in Writing Ah you I want to tell you, I want to scream it into a void, I want to whisper it in the dark, to write it on parchment, to wrap it in ribbon and send it your way. But I can’t, won’t. And so i dwell on it, that ache. I let it seep into my bones, I let it cloud my mind, consume my heart. But I pray. For courage, for love, for a returned adoration. I pray for you. And for you alone, it is worth it.
Agnes De Jesus May 17, 2018 Why am I always in deep shit? I always find myself in a bad place, even after making the effort to change and be better, to put myself out there. Why do I always end up unknowingly screwing up one tiny little thing that snowballs into this big giant thing that bites me in the ass? Am I not doing enough? Am I not enough?