Why hurt me, when you claimed that you love me?
Why be with me, when you longed to be free?
Why delude me, when in your eyes, every other woman is better than me? 23 more words
Two weeks ago I quit my retail job in a high-end clothing store in London to move back North to my home town. I had high hopes for a job in a fashion head office; I had a whole new life planned out – everything was cheaper, my weekends were free, and I didn’t have to stress anymore. 382 more words
The Eight of Cups is the ultimate walking away. It’s finally achieving everything – all the goals you’ve created for yourself have been accomplished, you’ve made it to where you thought you wanted to be, and recognize that this isn’t what you wanted after all. 360 more words