anybody here looking forward to going grocery shopping once they are financially independent
I lived. I lived thinking I was empty. Or that the acrid odour filled my veins and spilled out of every word I managed. I survived. I survived knowing I was a dying flame inside a fading constellation. Oh but I remained. Remained without a purpose. And then I felt. Admittedly, inferior - however a feeling is still a feeling. I breathed, gulped down the frost bitten air as if I had died. The acrid in my lungs disappeared. I found a way. To light an eternal flame in my soul that will create a vignette in my aura. Darkness fades, light remains. I remained. I survived. I lived.
