To whom I’ve hurt:
Take comfort in karma
And know that
I’m paying back
The pain and destruction
My Tumblr won’t allow me to message you, so I am posting this message here:
I adore you. This is the hardest thing I have had to endure in my life so far- worse than, if not equally, just as distressing as when I found out my brother was selling drugs. I do not know what the fuck to do with…
This is what we’re going to do: we’re going to hang out, eat great food, talk about books, work out, write stories about strangers we meet in cafes, shop for kickass underwear, and basically do anything that we want, that makes us feel great. We’ll take our power back. I know what you’re going through is rough, and there will be relapses and setbacks, but the best thing to do is persevere. You can and will move on. It sure as hell won’t be graceful or pretty, but it will change you. It’s up to you to decide how it will change you. Let’s make this for the better, baby girl. You’ll get through this, and I am here with you every step of the way. I am just a call or text away, hell, we live like two minutes away. And I don’t mind driving to your school if something happens. Everything will be alright. It just takes time. I love you, too.