I want to write about how I'm up in arms about the whole EB thing. That I'm doing what I can to do to fight for her. I'm not sure what I can do
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It can be molded, shaped, and bent. When it cools, it can be broken. I can't decide if my heart is broken or not. It is still bursting with love for EB. Yet, she at least romantically is gone
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In sunny San Fransisco. They you don't know what you have until its gone, and in this situation I can say thats kinda right. Leaving of course killed me and I think it killed her at least a little too. but shes never truly going to be gone cause shes in the best place she can be. My heart! puuu puuu
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