The best things come from painful places. I don’t even remember writing this about #her it’s on napkins. Red ink. Full of tears and passion. So beautiful. So pure. So honest. Makes me to type it up, then again maybe not. I think it might be time after 6 years. Time to let her go. I wish someone would come along and make me realize why it didn’t work with her. Make me forget she even existed in my life. It would be so much easier. Why do we love so hard? Fucking #capricorn life. (at The Pussy Palace)
