Things I Told the Internet, But Didn’t Tell My Mom
I hold myself as accountable as him, all this time later. When I now realize I came in like a hurricane. No warning, with passion, and demands. Wreckage. He kept up quite well, tempered me down a bit. Then he just decided to let me go on the path of partnership alone.
I blame him. I blame him for…
There’s too much “I need him, he completes me” and not enough “I complete me yet I want them along for this journey”
short stories with tragic endings ~ from autumn to ashes
(well, just into 0-1:32, and then 5:20 or so, onwards)
blast from the past.
"And I put on ‘All My Love’ and watched the sun rise yet again and thought thank you Robert Plant for all of your love but do you have any more?"