so much of adulthood is just grieving in secret. grieving ex lovers, grieving dead friendships, grieving your parents sinking into old age, grieving the person you thought you'd grow into. grieving cities you never got to live in. grieving parts of you that couldn't survive.
i’m really going through a major detachment phase, please watch how you speak to me. that goes for family, friends, and relationships. y’all are on VERY thin ice. i’m not in the mood for life, let alone anyone’s bullshit