This was a draft that I had forgotten about since October… but the beginning was fire so I decided to finish it today. I hope you click on the ads and like it. SS’ will be secure soon, I just forgot to pay my hosting site lol. Anyways, enjoy. Last night grief rushed in, pulled
Tag: #Mourning
The Gruesome Woods of Grief, laying down flowers, the rise of dough and the sound of Solo
[Click the ads or I’m going to assume you’re a fiend who doesn’t wash their legs or their a** in the shower] TW: Death, Grief, Loss I can hear my heartbeat, thudding in my chest and I can’t differentiate whether it’s because I’m slightly unfit and ran to get my charger to type this or