craftedblues

reach out to me.

craftedblues

@millstones right back at you.
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millstones

i hope you’re doing well.
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craftedblues

going into the new year with my true love and friends. hope i can stay happy and continue growing for the better.

craftedblues

@emogardens wow hey. happy new years. fingers crossed for such. hope you’ve been well, miss you also.
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emogardens

happy new years <3 wishing the best for you! hopefully we can have more ease and clarity going into this year, miss you!!
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craftedblues

hey, i hope everyone is okay. if not, that’s okay too; i hope easier days will come your way.

craftedblues

hey. it’s been awhile, and it’s much easier to breathe now. it’s funny how i always run back here, treating this account as a little journal. no one’s checking up on me anyhow. oh, and update; i met someone. we’ve been dating since may. for the first time, i’ve allowed myself to be loved. truly loved. without guard, or a mask. it’s, a beautiful thing. this was fate, i really do believe, i could see the other end of this red string upon stumbling across them. it’s so intriguing how. one person. can change everything for you. they’re my person. and everyday, i have something to look forward to after awaking. even on days where grey clouds seem endless. they remind me that there’s an opening somewhere; if i look close enough, i’ll be able to find a peeking glimpse of the sun; hope. ah, again, while it has been awhile, it has also been a little easier to breathe.

craftedblues

holding my head, trying to cry but nothing will come out. hunched over, the curve of my stature mocking a crescent moon on an evening where dull clouds linger and refuse to let go of its rain.

craftedblues

everyday, all day long, i have to keep myself from bursting out into tears for unknown reasons. i want out of my own skin. i know i’m nothing but i don’t want to feel that way anymore. why is invulnerability so much to ask for.

craftedblues

i don’t want to feel this way
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craftedblues

i’m not whole, the broken shards are pierced deep and inflict constant pain.
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craftedblues

the being shatters much like its heart.

craftedblues

i won’t force myself to write, just as i won’t force myself to be happy. i’ll just wait till i’m soaked with words to the point that letters drip from my fingertips. i’ll be content then.