Shitty job. Could be worse.

Shitty treatment by family. Could be worse.

Once I have money to actually do stuff, girl time may be easier to come by. But even now, I still have some. If it wasn't for my friend who's an ally, I would have none.

Still holding out hope to see my Girl again. Someday.

Trying to keep my life going without Her to look forward to is hard.

Just dragging myself out of bed each morning is obscenely difficult.

But I haven't had any more suicidal thoughts recently.

Still smoking way too many cigarettes.

Still singing at the top of my lungs all the way to work.

Still cuddling your stuffies every night because lord knows I'm sad as fuck right now and need them more than ever.

Someday, I'll see your face for the first time in forever, and we can continue from where we left off. I can be me and you can be you. No pressure, no judgment, and no regrets. Just how we like it.

I hope you know the option is ALWAYS free. You can find me if you want.

You are my Princess Zelda, my Bella Swan, my Shania Twain, my Angel, my Best Friend, my Sunshine, my. . . .

~ Rainbow