“…and it was that day I realized it was hopeless; for I was simply a mosaic of everyone I’d ever loved.”
For so long I only cried tears of sadness, that it feels magical to shed tears of joy.
she was the kind of girl who quietly looked at the people around her and missed them in this moment before it even ended.
“You are the most beautiful place I’ve ever been.”
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first
twenty-third 🍁
twenty-eighth
LOVE, DEAR ABBY
KARMA.
“I’m a free spirit,” she said,
No, bitch, you, are spirit free.
Knocking the wind out of me,
as you always pretend to be,
A source of positivity,
while making my insides feel dead.
I will now and always dread,
this incoming storm I’m forced to dredge.
You love talking shit behind their backs,
yet act like you are holier than thou.
You should keep in mind even Hell has standards,
and not even there you’ll be allowed.
Incapable of accountability,
but you sure love to share your account,
“It’s not gossip if it’s true!”
I can write a book with the truths about you.
But you wouldn’t like that much, would you?
If I openly called you ‘a little bitch?’
I was only ten when you ran around town,
At age 35, tarnishing my image.
Now you’re old and look like a handbag,
But don’t flatter yourself; you don’t look like Coach.
For some reason your still with him,
And in that house like a roach.
But now you hate your job, and your mother in law,
You’re start regretting what you made your heart of,
FYI It’s stone, and I got another five letters for you,
It’s one word: Karma.
LOVE, DEAR ABBY
Sorry about the clothes on my back being in the way when you stabbed me
the collection
june
july
august
september
october
november
december
“You contradict your claim to have forgetten me when you go to such great lengths to avoid me.”
- abby
“And like the moon, I have gone through countless phases of emptiness before feeling whole again.”
“Knowing that I found you after everything I went through, makes it hurt a lot less.”
- abby