If heaven had a hotline, I'd have used my last life's savings to hear one last laugh. Dearly beloved, now that you've departed, how am I to

A lot has changed, and a lot has returned to its original state. Here's a little something, from the deep end of my thoughts.

I’m writing this letter because this is probably the last I’ll ever speak about this.

[A/N: I hope this posts resonates with everyone that reads it. Lots of love, and I'm so glad to be back. Enjoy the read, beloveds.]

I think I'd always had it in the back of my mind that he'd never truly be the man I thought he could be. Either that, or I just didn't trust

I don't know man, out of ten? I'd give myself zero right there and then. But, I didn't. I gave this man my word and I know my word is bond-

And other times, I think of him. Oh, I know I shouldn't be, but there are so many times I feel as though he should've been apart of core me-

A/N: I'm not always willing to write what I feel, but when I do, I try to be as descriptive as possible. So, here's one of those moments whe

And so, I present to you, October Song: The Finale. It's been beautiful, it's been an experience, but it's also been emotional

A/N: During the time that I was writing this, I was navigating a depressive episode which had began about a month prior. Towards the end...