My face is no longer my own, it's been mutilated, maimed, and bruised beyond belief. I feel ugly, and I have to hide myself to feel beautiful again. ๐ฆ
The heat is KILLING me right now. Can't sleep, can't do anything but sit in front of a fan and hope for the best. Tried sleeping about 4 times. Left our door open for a bit and that didn't help. This is not normal weather. It shouldn't be in the 70s at night with this humidity.
The serenity of being with someone you've hurt, after they have forgiven you. It's an eerie calm that will keep me awake at night, thinking of things in which we have yet to do. ๐ฆ
I don't feel anything, right now. Not in a normal sense. There is a form of happiness, somewhere.