Monday, June 25, 2012

No matter what I try nothing seems to work and my hands are hurting from trying not to let go. Nights that once made me feel so full of magic instead drain the meagre remains.

My happiness was never meant to be the dependent variable. 

I'm not sure how much longer I can cling onto this futile hope for.

xoxo Camelgirl


  1. You once told me that I made broken look beautiful and that I had it in me to gather that extra bit of strength to let go. I know you have that same strength and even if you don't see it. I always fucking will.

  2. sometimes we tell ourselves we want to move on but we don't, because we want to cling to every memory. it's a fucking milestone in your life when you finally can move on. i hope you find your way.

    xxx scarzz


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