I’m glad I got to experience the experiences that I experienced. They left scars and heartaches behind but I am who I am because of it. All of the colours added to my life that is indeed a masterpiece. Pure flesh-tearing art. I suffer for the beauty. Art indeed.
“I have this thing where I ask myself how long it would take me to get over a person if they left me in that moment. And usually it’s a month, maybe two. But with him it was like, if he disappeared right now? Years. I wouldn’t be the same, ever. I already feel like a piece of my life is missing just thinking about it.”
Since: I can’t post everything I write here because sometimes it’s not what I’m going for at the moment, or it might be a quick draft of something, or a short quick vision of words I have suddenly; but I still want to share it with you. So I’ve decided to open a Coffee & Literature twitter! Plus it gives me the chance to be closer to you guys You guys can follow it @LitAndCoffee It’ll mostly be for quick little things, and drafts that I just haven’t felt good enough to post on my blog, and to talk to you guys. I hope this goes in a positive direction for me, Coffee & Literature and above all, all of you. I love you I love you I love you.
