Widow Me This

I’ve had them. Sometimes I still do. Websters dictionary defines Suicidal tendencies as this: thoughts, ideas, or rumination’s about the possibility of ending one’s own life. Life can hurt like a bitch. You’re going along smooth sailing, until you’re not. Out of nowhere you get dealt a shit hand. A sucker punch on a random Sunday night that obliterates every single thing you’ve ever known. Having thoughts, ideas, or ruminations about the possibility of ending one’s own life. THE POSSIBILITY. Possibility does NOT always equate to probability. Not wanting to live, does not mean wanting to die. I have absolutely, on multiple occasions, had suicidal tendencies. I am absolutely NOT…

‘You say fuck the world. Fuck relationships. Fuck people. And fuck love, but all you really want is for someone to be there for you. Someone to actually take the time to listen to what you’ve been feeling. Someone to help you make sense of it. You see, maybe the problem isn’t the world, or people, or relationships . Maybe the problem is YOU. Maybe you’re building walls too high. Too strong. Maybe you’re just not letting anyone show you true love.’ – R.M Drake Well shit. Loving someone is a fast track to heartbreak, andddd no fucking thank you. Hard pass for me… until lately. Lately, I’ve been slowly…