lately, i haven’t known what to do with my grief
i feel like my grief is a secret that i keep
she washes over me
in these relentless inescapable waves
of pain and helplessness and isolation
it hurts so bad
and it makes me shiver
and
it’s driving me mad
everything is harder
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Hibiscus made of rose quartz and serpentine from China.
-Natural History Museum Vienna, Austria
(via softwaring)
