The virtual words of an expressive 90s baby typed, revised, and publised.. Not for the faint of heart - unless you're ready for a good cry on self-reflection, and a gut-wrenchin' laugh! IG @astianaalissia
I’m sorry for how he’s treated you—
I’m sorry that I couldn’t be there for you
But, I am now.
Let that be more than enough.
You were never alone.
I don’t know how to feel.
My external wound...