And I Made It To December, And The Grief Followed Me Here. I Don't Know How To Live With Myself. I Hear

and i made it to december, and the grief followed me here. i don't know how to live with myself. i hear the christmas carols but i'm not really listening.

I feel like my ribcage doesn’t fit in my body and my spine is made out of shattered glass put back together with bandaids by a child and I’m trying to learn how everyone else moves through it all so normally

one day we will have a room and you will have a light by your bed side table and you can cross-stitch all night when you can't sleep and I will sleep on your lap in perfect harmony <3

@fr0gg13b413

So much time has gone by, I didn’t know how much I would change