Don’t tell me

Don’t tell me to move on.I’m fucking sore inside.Today, I want to break down and just cry.Tomorrow, I will find a moment to smile.And that’s going to make me cry againDon’t tell me to move on, whilst I’m figuring out on how to let go.

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Sadness. F#@*, it sucks!

What do you do when you’re in a state of overwhelming sadness? Well, I’ve started to write. And let me state I’m not a writer. I can string a piece of copy together here and there, but it certainly isn’t my day job. Forgive the misplaced commas and all the broken syntax rules. They’re as…

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