deleting away everything you used to be is therapeutic. i went through all the photos i didn't want anymore and threw them all away, physically or through the technological recycle bin that makes me feel like i actually got rid of them. it is one in the morning and i am wide awake because i am furious. i was angry before because of the most trivial thing in the world but now i am furious for caring so much about it.
right now, in this moment, this is me not caring, though i am sure this is nothing new to something exposed to it for such a very long time.
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