They Dug Me A Grave And Expected Me To Thank Them. Then They Buried Me Alive With A Smile.

They dug me a grave and expected me to thank them. Then they buried me alive with a smile.

I had a dream about bread

I think I cried over it

Fuck, it was good bread

There's a beauty in being forgotten. If only I could find it.

Nothing so beautiful could ever be so sweet unless it rots your teeth, kills your beast, and swells your feet.

Do you ever look at someone and realize all the different ways you could fall in love with them?

But you know that you would never be the kind of love they deserve.

Hey, stop scrolling.

Everyone who is reading this: I’m so glad you’re alive. I’m so proud of you. You are loved. I’m here. Don’t give up, we’re almost there.

Pass it on.