i admit to growing insular, of growing deaf to my inner dialogues. i can no longer pretend that i will come back here - i cut viennawaltzing away from myself as one would a disabled limb. these past weeks and maybe months have forced me to cleave through my desires, to weigh each against the other and my dedication to my journal has fallen,
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i will try to email you one day because it would be wonderful to still have a thread of contact with you. after all, we hail from the same city and have probably crossed paths without realising. perhaps one day we'll do so intentionally.
yours, courtney x
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