I look back now and know that younger me is so proud
At least I have my cat.
…
first
twenty-third 🍁
twenty-eighth
LOVE, DEAR ABBY
“i don’t know what’s worse: to have lost them, or to have never had them at all…”
“i do. it’s to know which way it was…”
- abby
“I had a dream that we were together, and everything was ok. Then I turned and looked away, only to discover, it wasn’t you anymore. It was him.”
- abby
“I live for you more than I live for myself.”
- abby
“if you ever wonder why your friends leave you, you already have your answer:
friends don’t leave you; users do.”
I will never beg you to stay
When you and I know you’ll just walk away
“I will never regret you”
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