slap in the face
Alex is dating a girl younger than my sister. He always makes this, this... this huge scene when we break up (and this time it's for good), but then proceeds to replace me a week later.
Call it rebound. Call it anything. I call it proof that there's no point being with anyone when there's proof, living and breathing "her backpack and underwear in your ex's room the day you move out" proof that relationships are ultimately pointless and I am ultimately disposable.
Hadn't self-injured in awhile, but this sort of thing always throws me off the deep end. Ended up in the hospital again (not for that), which you'd think I'd learn but no, no, when it hurts it hurts it really really hurts and there's nowhere for it to go but out, out, out or there will be no room, none, to breathe.
Flipped through my camera and found photos from two weeks ago. Remembered that yes, I really do feel compelled to photograph everything in the whole world. Took them mostly for my own benefit, but,
If I wear blue, I guess that'd make me look patriotic.
Call it rebound. Call it anything. I call it proof that there's no point being with anyone when there's proof, living and breathing "her backpack and underwear in your ex's room the day you move out" proof that relationships are ultimately pointless and I am ultimately disposable.
Hadn't self-injured in awhile, but this sort of thing always throws me off the deep end. Ended up in the hospital again (not for that), which you'd think I'd learn but no, no, when it hurts it hurts it really really hurts and there's nowhere for it to go but out, out, out or there will be no room, none, to breathe.
Flipped through my camera and found photos from two weeks ago. Remembered that yes, I really do feel compelled to photograph everything in the whole world. Took them mostly for my own benefit, but,
If I wear blue, I guess that'd make me look patriotic.