Dear prudence

Dear Prudence

I WISH I NEW THE TRICK TO FORGETTING.
IM TIRED OF THINKING ABOUT YOU, HOW YOU STILL AFFECT ME NOW AND HOW I CANT HELP BUT WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND. I THINK I WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH THE PERSON YOU WERE NOT THE PESON YOU HAVE BECOME. I SHOULDN’T BE YOUR FRIEND… YOU DONT DESERVE IT. I GOT MARRIED BECAUSE OF YOU. I HATE THAT I MADE THE MISTAKES THAT I MADE BECAUSE OF YOU. I CANT BLAME YOU…. IT IS MY LIFE AND I SHOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER AT IT. I WISH I COULD ASK EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE WONDERED FOR YEARS. WHAT DID I DO TO YOU ——. WHY WOULD YOU FUCK WITH SOMEONES BRAIN LIKE THAT. I HATE THAT IM INSECURE BECAUSE OF YOU.

dear prudence

Dear Prudence…. Ive been thinking a lot about writing again.. i know that its been like 4 yrs since ive written anything and ive kinda been scared to write.. im afraid that the people i write about will realize that im writing about them and im afraid of letting them know..ME..

why am i still afraid after all these years what people will think about me„, i like me, i like who i am…

screw everything and everybody..   THIS IS ME

I am a 27 yr old woman with he heart of a child i love music art and animals. I have a wonderful husband and a gorgeous baby girl who im in love with. Im a very nice person who believes in karma so i try not to do bad things. Im a dreamer. i have a huge imagination and believe in fearies………..

i would take a Sharpie Marker

sincesheleft:

and write all over your skin the shit i never got to say. not blue, not red, but jet black- jet black ink screaming my words. not softly.  but hard and loaded with intention.

via mydamnscatteredmind.

(Source: scatteredisthenewblack)