Today, I grieve alone…and I realized, it’s not healthy or advised to grieve alone. I’m not good at it. I’ve never been good at it. 492 more words
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I wish I’ve had something awesome to say here…but I don’t, really. But, I’ll start from the top.
When I woke up and took a test that morning, there was barely anything on the wondfo — but there was *something.* There was jack shit on the FRER. 500 more words